| My Mom is a Survivor My Mom is a survivor, or so I've heard it said. But I hear her crying at night when all others are in bed. I watch her lay awake at night and go to hold her hand. She doesn't know I'm with her to help her understand. But like the sands on the beach that never wash away... I watch over my surviving mom, who thinks of me each day. She wears a smile for others...a smile of disguise. But through Heaven's door I see tears flowing from her eyes. My Mom tries to cope with death to keep my memory alive. But anyone who knows her knows it is her way to survive. As I watch over my surviving Mom...through Heaven's open door. I try to tell her that angels protect me forever more. But I know that doesn't help her or ease the burden she bears. So if you get the chance, go visit her..And show her that you care. For no matter what she says...no matter what she feels. My surviving Mom has a broken heart that time won't ever heal! Author Kaye Des'Ormeaux Copyright 1998 Kaye Des'Ormeaux All Rights Reserved It is illegal to copy these poems without written permission from the author |
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| Son, Mommy misses you so much, we all do. Mommy and Daddy created this site in your memory. We wanted to do something special for you and for our family. Son, I miss you so much everyday and I would give anything to have you back. I know you are in God's hands and that is all that keeps me going. Mommy will not forget. You will always be in my heart, I will think of you every day. Please watch over your sister and father. We will see you again soon. Until then, wait for me!!!! I love you - MOMMY |
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