Missing My Mother
Her radiant, red hair, rippling in the breeze,
Her smile shining like the sun,
Her eyes sparkling like the stars,
Her attitude beaming with originality,
My Mother is missed
In the day,
In the night,
In my dreams,
While i fight
Through all the pain of losing her.
Her smile shining like the sun,
Her eyes sparkling like the stars,
Her attitude beaming with originality,
My Mother is missed
In the day,
In the night,
In my dreams,
While i fight
Through all the pain of losing her.
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