Momma when you were here I gave your flowers to you that was due
and now that you are gone to heaven and left me behind I am stuck
daily missing you.
And each day and night that goes by I cry and wish I could just
have one more day with you to do everything you needed and call
them your flowers that's due.
But I understand momma God needed you more...and left us a good
blessing called(Memories)of beautiful and wonderful you,and know
you are in our hearts with us when we began to miss you.
So those of you who still have your moms give her,her flowers that's
due...cause once she closes her precious eyes this will most certainly
be it for you!
Momma I wrote you this poem because I miss so much doing things for you
and I know deep in my heart you miss me too...and I want to say:Thank
you God for allowing me to give momma her flowers that was due.