I wish we could spend some more time together, <br />To laugh and to talk about lifes little pleasures. <br /> <br />You were with me when I took my first breath, <br />mom I was with you when you were laied to rest. <br /> <br />You gave me life and tought me to live, <br />when you died I had nothing moore to give. <br /> <br />I was in a dark hole almost like the womb, <br />A hole so dark and deep I was almost consumed. <br /> <br />Then I heard your voice one night in a dream, <br />You said live child deaths not what it seems. <br /> <br />Your love was all I expected it to be, <br />a mother's love speaks through eternity.<br /><br />Debbie Kingsmill<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-mothers-love-16/
