MOM
I see old pictures
in a photo
book.
It's amazing how much
like you
I look.
I
turn the pages
in my mind,
I remember
you
so
loving and kind.
I will never forget
your
patience
when I was at my worst,
and
how you used to
count to ten
just so you wouldn't
burst.
I can still
feel your hugs
when I was lonely and
down,
and
whenever I called,
you were always
around.
I wasn't
the ideal daughter,
I didn't mean to
treat you
bad.
Forgive me for the times you've
cried,
forgive
me when I've made you sad.
So long
ago
you passed
away.
I still think about
you
everyday.
I don't
think the tears
will ever end.
You
were my worst
enemy,
you were my best friend.
I
think about my
children,
and sometimes feel so sad.
I can't believe
they'll never know
what a wonderful
Grandma they
had.
I wish we would've had more
time
to get to know
each other.
Even though I'm grown up
now,
I still
need my mother.
You said my poems were
so sad,
and I
know that in my heart:
of all the poems
I've ever
wrote,
this is the saddest one so
far.