When I think of Mom, I think of all things good. I think of a time when I felt safe. Nothing makes me feel as safe as she could. When I think of Mom, my heart feels a little lighter and if the sun happens to be shinning it shines a little brighter. When I think of Mom, I see her face so clearly in my mind. The shape of her nose and her eyes. Her smile was oh so kind. When I think of Mom, the world is not the same. Just the thought of my Mom can ease some of this worldly pain. So I think of Mom all the time, whether I am happy or sad. My Mom is just a thought away and that makes me very, very glad.
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Thinking Of Mom
Published: February 2006