Looking back, I know you had a bad <br />life, I understand the pain you endured <br />as a child, I know that now and feel <br />badly that before we couldnt have <br />reached this platu with one another <br /> <br />Seeing your smile, always reasured <br />me that all was right, watching you <br />dress, with your pretty clothes and <br />with the beautifull matching underwear <br />with lace and soft satin all with <br />beautifull aroma of your lingere drawer's <br />sachet, still registures in my mind <br /> <br />Tweed Cologne, with Channel No.5 <br />each of them remind me of you and <br />how pretty you were to me when you <br />had your makeup on and all dressed <br />to go out with Daddy <br /> <br />I sit here holding your hand, and <br />can recall like yesterday the aroma <br />of your baked apple pies <br /> <br />Mother, please know, you did the very <br />best with what you had, I know that <br />now as an adult and know you will be <br />leaving soon, but before you go <br />please know that I love you.......<br /><br />Bonnie Collins<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/before-you-go-4/
