to my mother

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    to my mother

     I know I'll never talk to you,
    No, never once again. 
    You've moved beyond my ability
    to try and comprehend.
    Do I sometimes hear your voice,
    or always miss your face?
    You took with you a  piece of me,
    that can never be replaced. 
    You'll never the know the tears I cried 
    the moment that you left;
    Or how they still swell up inside
    any moment that I slip.
    I keep a constant vigilance
    for signs that you are near
    how many long nights will i wait
    for you to reappear.

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    etherknot commented on to my mother

    06-13-2011

    my mother passed away in 2008. She believed in ghost and always told me if there was a way after she died she'd let me know....I still haven't heard from her
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