poems by anna

Saturday, May 7, 2011

mother poem

mother dear, your smile
keeps me alive and warm
you look upon me from the sky
where I cannot reach but smile
your memories make me cry
I miss you now and sigh
your valued presence made me feel
secure and successful
now I am lonely without
yet you bless me from above
I feel you move about
when I need you most
sixth sense or psychic
whatever it means
I do know that I am cared not repealed.