Somedays
I see her face
Feel her presence
Somedays
It feels as if she is just away
Only for one more day
Somedays
I hear her voice
It makes me weep
I miss listening to her heartbeat
Somedays
I miss the touch of her hands
Those healing hands
Hands that made our house a home
Somedays
I realize she is gone for good
My heart still breaks from our separation
Somedays
She visits me and reminds me
I am never alone
Everyday
I am thankful I was blessed to be her child
I miss you Mommy
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