that was a touching poem its so pretty that I might cry and look up at the sky and wondering when I would write one like this
Published: Feb 2006
Between A Mother And A Daughter
Although you are grown and far away,
I know when you're happy or having a bad day.
Just being your mom, I know your way.
I remember the days when Dawnie and you
Would gaze out our window, enjoying the view.
the nightly ritual, forever in my head
of a piggy-back ride, on your way to bed.
I wish, so often for a moment with you
Not sharing this time, with all, that you do.
Although, I understand and truly care;
I still wish to reach out, and just stroke your hair.
there are times, when I wish, for a hug, and a kiss;
perhaps I just need to tell you all this.