Det enda jag önskar, är att du ska komma tillbaka. Mamma saknar dig så. Snälla kom tillbaka och ligg bredvid mig som du brukade göra, du gillade att ligga tätt intill mig när du sov, ville känna värmen, kom tillbaka och lägg din hand på min kind och gräv dina fötter under mina ben som du brukade göra. Kom tillbaka och dansa med mamma i köket när de spelar nån låt på radion som du gillar, kom tillbaka och sätt dig i mitt knä och bara mysa. Vad jag saknar dig min älsking, snälla kom tillbaka. Inga ord kan beskriva saknaden. Allt känns så meningslöst utan dig.
Mamma älskar dig min lilla ängel.
My Mom Is A Survivor
SvaraRaderaMy mom is a survivor, or so I've heard it said.
But I heard her crying at night when all others are in bed.
I watch her lay awake at night and go to hold her hand.
She doesn't know I'm with her to help her understand.
But like the sand on the beach that never wash away…
I watch over my surviving mom, who thinks of me each day.
She wears a smile for others… a smile of disguise.
But through Heaven's door I see tears flowing from her eyes.
My mom tries to cope with death to keep my memory live.
But anyone who knows her knows it is her way to survive.
As I watch over my surviving mom…through Heaven's open door
I try to tell her that angels protect me for ever more.
But I know it doesn't help or ease the burden she bears.
So if you get a chance, go visit her…and show her that you care.
For no matter what she says…no matter what she feels
My surviving mom has a broken heart that time won't ever heal.
Kaye Des'Ormeaux
Älskar dig hermanita!
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