Mom (A poem)

Mom

You came to me

In a dream

And apologized

I miss speaking to you in person

& looking into your eyes

I think of you often and remember the good times

I feel special when you speak back to me

This has to be

The best blessing and benefit of my beautiful mind.

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Beautiful!
I miss my Mom.

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Thank you @Wave! Me too

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