September 15, 2018
September 15, 2018
As only a mother can get away with trying to create a poem of memories … I offer this to you my sweet daughter. With love and lots of bear hugs, tickles and a million kisses.... I love you to the moon and back.
We remember it is your birthday and I’m in a pretty good place.
I’m looking at your pictures and your gorgeous face
I think today is a very good day to remember and be glad.
I’m tired of all the sadness, and I’m tired of feeling mad
I remember your first concert, The New Kids on The Block
You sang and danced in the Atlanta heat, but you sure knew how to rock.
Then Phantom of the Opera would mark your soul so true
With the haunting “Music of the Night” and “All I ask of You”
Hung up in seat belts playing Red Light Fire Drills
Cold and rainy weekends camping at Clarks Hill.
Nelson concert and autographs, singing in the car
When it came to having fun, we didn’t have to go far.
Gone with the Wind in Savannah, quiet games with Chad
Myrtle Beach for the weekend, my what fun we had.
Christmas in Dixie, starting a family tradition
And then you grew to a woman, and blessed us with your child
There are so many memories, my heart can’t help but smile.
Our adventures on a Saturday, with the radio and singing along
Exploring and driving getting lost and found, but not for very long.
The friends you had and the hearts you touched
Were richer because you cared so much.
You touched so many hearts and lives, because you deeply cared
Now we hold our memories close of all the times we shared.
Ok, yes, I really miss you, I confess I miss your voice,
And that deep bellied laughter that would make angels rejoice
I miss hearing you whisper “I love you” when you’d give me a warm loving hug.
And I miss the smell of your perfume when you would walk out of the room.
Yes, I miss you….
But when I start to grieve again I’ll think of the good times and remember when
To the moon and back again
Mom
We remember it is your birthday and I’m in a pretty good place.
I’m looking at your pictures and your gorgeous face
I think today is a very good day to remember and be glad.
I’m tired of all the sadness, and I’m tired of feeling mad
I remember your first concert, The New Kids on The Block
You sang and danced in the Atlanta heat, but you sure knew how to rock.
Then Phantom of the Opera would mark your soul so true
With the haunting “Music of the Night” and “All I ask of You”
Hung up in seat belts playing Red Light Fire Drills
Cold and rainy weekends camping at Clarks Hill.
Nelson concert and autographs, singing in the car
When it came to having fun, we didn’t have to go far.
Gone with the Wind in Savannah, quiet games with Chad
Myrtle Beach for the weekend, my what fun we had.
Christmas in Dixie, starting a family tradition
And then you grew to a woman, and blessed us with your child
There are so many memories, my heart can’t help but smile.
Our adventures on a Saturday, with the radio and singing along
Exploring and driving getting lost and found, but not for very long.
The friends you had and the hearts you touched
Were richer because you cared so much.
You touched so many hearts and lives, because you deeply cared
Now we hold our memories close of all the times we shared.
Ok, yes, I really miss you, I confess I miss your voice,
And that deep bellied laughter that would make angels rejoice
I miss hearing you whisper “I love you” when you’d give me a warm loving hug.
And I miss the smell of your perfume when you would walk out of the room.
Yes, I miss you….
But when I start to grieve again I’ll think of the good times and remember when
To the moon and back again
Mom