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Wednesday, February 23, 2005

Dear Mom



I remember our songs, what your hugs felt like.
I remember your love, tucking me in at night.
I remember your smell, smile and laughter too.
But mostly, I remember you.
I remember that day, the panic I felt.
I remember the pain, on my heart there's a welt.
I remember the day you were put into the ground.
I remember I screamed, but out came no sound.
I remember I felt abandoned, alone.
I remember thinking; I can never come home.
I remember you loved me, unconditionally too.
But mostly, I remember you.

posted by broomhilda at|1:00 PM|

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