AL ( / Ft. Lauderdale, FL)

... And When She'D

...And when she would smile
and tell me that it was okay to cry,
I'd cry in her arms and know I was loved.

... And when she let my friends come over
to paint our shoes with her expensive acrylic paints,
we'd laugh together and my friends never wanted to leave.

... And when she'd sing, I'd tell her not to,
not knowing that music was
one of the only things that could brighten her day.

... And when I dream about her,
I know she's still with me,
singing me through my nights
and brightening my days.

Patricia, you are admired.

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Comments (9)

It's not clear if Patricia was a friend or a relative. 'Was' it what I picked up on. You tip your hand a little by letting us know that you have to dream to still be with her. Sharing your recollections of the times you spent together demonstates how special Patricia was and still is to you. Tom
Awww, this is so touching. Lovely, just lovely. Hugs Anna xxx
Dear Amanda My mother-in-law is called Patricia and she is such a wonderful person, so giving, when we really needed help she was there..sound familiar? Take care darling Love duncan X
This is such a sweet poem about someone obviously so special to you! Beautiful!
a beautiful tribute to your mother Amanda.. this touching poem shows how mothers brighten up our days and never leave our hearts.. All the best HBH
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