Memories I have of you are so little and few.
Nevertheless, those few memories I have of you.
I hold so close and dear in my heart.
Even though they are pieces and parts.
I often dream I knew you a little more.
So I can have more of you, I could adore.
I was hurt when you went on your way.
I cried and begged for you to stay.
The Lord heard my cries and told me why.
I still didn't want it to be your time to fly.
Your are my mother and I need you still.
Even with time the pain will never heal.
I think of you often and smile when I do.
You are here with me always just me and you.
All I do can do is close my eyes and say your name.
The Lord relays it to me frame by frame.
Even if it is in my dreams or my prayers.
The Lord will always bring you there.