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  >> Static Item >> Poetry >> Family >> ID #1574807  |   Show DetailsPrinter Friendly Page Tell A Friend
Seven Years and Five Months Ago
Remembering the death of my mother. It was six years and five months ago yesterday.
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Today is the day to remember you Mother.
For six years and five months ago yesterday you passed away.
I won't ever forget that day.
Seems now I can see you hooked up with all thoses hoses.
I know that you are in a better place.
I know that you aren't having any seizures.
The great truth is that you are with God.
I know that is where you went to after passing away.
There is beauty in the fact of you're passing away.
The beauty is that I know you are in a better place.
The beauty is that I know that Dad is with you.
I have your picture on my wall. 
It brings me happiness for the remembering when you were with Aunt Mary.
It was the last time that Aunt Mary would see you alive.
I like to think that I have grown up to be the man you wanted me to be.
There is so much about you, Mom.
I remember the days when you would cook and do other things, too.
I remember the days when you mowed the grass.
So many memories come to mind.
I loved you then and love you now.
You were and are my  best friend.
Your teaching me things have kept right on.
I haven't forgotten them.
How would or could I forget them?
Especially since you are in my heart.
May you know that you will always have a place within my heart.
May you know that I will not ever feel I am alone for I know I am not.

I hope that Barbara Ann is with you today.
For she left this world last week.
I hope that she is in the arms of the Savior.
I know that when you went to Heaven God put His arms around you.
You have so many people who love you down here on the earth.
They still love you, Mom.
You have been an inspiration to so many people.
I know that you were and are my inspiration.
May what I do as far as writing be something you can be proud.
May it bless your wonderful name.
This is my prayer for myself that you're proud of me.
I love you, Mom.
I love you so very much!
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