I Miss My Mom

I don't think it matters how old you are. Your mom is you mom. She's where you came from. When I think of my mama gone now, lying under the cold ground, it makes me very sad. I wish she were here, alive where I could kiss her cheek and tell her I love her. I'll never see those blue eyes again or her her speak my name. I will miss her forever.
birichinaedolce birichinaedolce
Nov 28, 2012