On Mother's Day (for Nana)
On mother's day morning I head out the door,
To come and visit; a different one from before,
I go to where you sleep peacefully since you went away,
To stand silently wishing you hadn't gone away.
Everyone makes an effort on Mother's Day,
They buy cards and gifts to express what they can't say,
This message is different its a personal one,
'Coz you're not here to enjoy seeing everyone.
I wish you could read this,
Like you did once before,
I wish I could hug you,
Say 'I love you' once more.
To hear you say it back,
And laugh and to chat,
On mother's day always,
I miss hearing all that.
So here I am laying flowers and a card,
Dreading walking away, that bit is so hard.
I miss you so much, more than anyone could know,
Happy Mother's Day Nana, I love you so.
Vicki Wroe, 18 (C)
RIP Nana on mother's day and ever more. xxxx
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