A poem about mothers who have passed away:
Was born to love only me
In her arms I felt so free,
Forever my soulmate she will be,
Expecting her loving face again to see.
My mom, my friend, my biggest fan,
Only she holds the place in my heart that no other can.
The angels & saints joyfully welcome her home
Hoping someday, again, that into her arms she will bid me to come
Ever her memory lives in our heart's & our souls
Rejoice! for now upon the Face of God she will eternally behold!
No one can ever love me like she did
Angels around me she now bids,
Never to forget her caring ways
And now she will always watch over me all of my days.
Written by Diane Mireles Bigham
RE: Happy Mother's Day with Love to You!