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Mom's on the Phone
Today on the phone I see your face
through a voice of kindred spirit.
Between us there�s so much space,
but I know I sure did hear it�
The voice of my Mom, which I always knew,
now something different in the line.
Someone who has walked in my shoes,
made them comfy, no step out of time.
What a mother feels, what a mother does,
it�s all to the benefit of another.
It won�t matter what the net worth was
when it comes to the love of a mother.
You told me how life had been before,
I saw someone I could relate to.
The youngest one of six you bore,
didn�t know what you had gone through.
I know that you cried for me when I was sad.
You glowed when in happiness I danced.
I know that you loved me in spite of my bad
and cheered me when I chanced.
But as two women, I now can see
the part of you that made me whole.
Without the experience that had to be,
I�d miss my calling and lose my role.
The strength I have has come from you,
It�s easy to plug it in.
An answer�s coming when I think I�m through--
God answers, and we win.
The heavy things I thought would break me
got so much lighter today.
My kids, my joy, my family--
worth whatever I�d have to pay.
The kids are getting crazy now,
they know we�re on the phone
I�ll make it out there somehow,
Oh, ignore the call-wait tone.
Mom, I have to tell you, my admiration�s true.
I�ll never again take this all for granted.
Always did the best possible to do,
made music with what you were handed.
It�s not enough to say thanks & love
when a light has gone on so bright.
Just know that your God is my God above,
and I know we�ll all be all right.
Penned By:
Candice Miller (c)2003
Yucaipa, California
Author's Comment:
My mother and I have grown closer in our
physical distance than we have face to face.
This poem is a nutshell to "deep" phone
conversations we have on a regular basis.
I love you to pieces, Momma-Friend.
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