Mom, I still love and miss you so,
Since God took you away.
I can’t believe it’s been three years.
I don’t know what to say.
My eyes still fill with tears sometimes;
My heart contracts with pain.
I want to come and visit you
Or call and talk again.
I see some trinket you would love
And start to reach for it,
Imagining your sweet delight,
And then, the mem’ries hit.
I know that you’re with Jesus now,
A so much better place,
And yet, I still wish you were here
And we could still embrace.
I love you, Mom. I miss you so.
And I cry for you, still.
But when I do, I try to say,
I know it was His will.
I can’t say that I like it, but
I know you’d just say, “Hon,
God is the Lord, no matter what.
So say, ‘Thy will be done.'”
(c) 2016 Denise McKenney
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