I wish I could be able to dream of a time when I saw Mom again.
I do have thoughts of her and think of her more often than not.
There is joy and blessing for me as I ponder over the times we have had.
I have to admit being away from Mom is a hard thing for me to do.
I have visions of her being in her heavenly home; a mansion nonetheless.
Joy permeates my mind and heart thinking of the time when I will see her again.
There is a great hope and serenity that is with me everyday; in this regard.
I am all the better for having thought and thinking of Mom.
Mom is one that is not easy to forget for she made a great impact upon my life.
Mom was my best friend and sometimes I didn't even know it.
This is the way of mothers I do believe I know it is for mine.
(© Poeticbearlovestowrite 2015)