Marie |
By Christine Marie Toccafondi |
Memories of you wrapped around me like a warm
blanket always on my mind and always in my heart. Remembering you with such joy and sadness in everything I say and everything I do every minute and every hour of the day My days are filled with emptiness as only you know reaching for your hand I look for you everywhere. Many days are cloudy although the sun is there rainbows in the distance. In time I’ll understand eternity we will share. Mornings are so difficult, a time you should be here. Realizing there is no crib, I look toward your picture. Emptiness surrounds me. Mother’s Day is near, a happy day for most. Rejoicing all around me I miss you, oh so much, envious of them all. Maybe one day the thought of you won’t hurt so much all through the day, I’ll be ready to move on. Sometime in the future eventually, but not now. |