Mother Poem

Poem On Missing Mother Who Died

This poem was written for my mother who died when I was 11 yrs old I'm now 37 and still miss her just the same

Save A Place For Me

© Marsha helton
Momma, I wish you could take me by my hand
And help me learn to understand
Why you had to go away
I needed so much for you to stay
I was just a child barely eleven
Trying to deal with my moms move to heaven
Mom, I needed you so much
Oh how I miss your loving touch
You were more than my mother
You were like no other
I'll never let your memory fade
Because together we prayed
Which gave me a true understanding
In a world that’s so demanding
You always made me feel so safe and warm inside
With unconditional love you just couldn’t hide
I've cried a million tears
Over the last 26 years
Because I miss you so
Mom I wasn’t ready to let you go
God has set you free
So save a place for me

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Published: Mar 2008

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  • So very beautifully written. I lost my mother 9/2/2012 to cancer. The grieving is sometimes too much to bare. We are never prepared for a loss like this no matter how old we are. How blessed I am to have had her in my life for 50 years. I too keep her memory alive. I have to, it's the only way I can except this. I write about her often. She is my greatest love and gift from God. Thank you for sharing and may Gods blessings always be upon you.

    Kathy J Parenteau Submitted Nov 2012
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