A mom is security, love and support;

She knows what you’re about, both inside and out.

You tell her the latest, the good and the bad,

And caringly she listens to the heart of the sad.

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From childhood to grown up

She’s there in the midst.

She’s everything that matters

Like a precious jewel she sparkles and shimmers.

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But you take her for granted.

Yet her love is not lessened,

Diminished or slanted—

It’s within her deeply planted.

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And then,

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You wake up and find,

The gem afore spoken

Sits there and is broken;

She’s moaning and groaning

And running out of time.

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Oh what I would do,

Looking back with regret,

To whisper her name again and again.

To sing her sweet songs.

Oh how I do long

To shout with my life

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I LOVE YOU, MOM!

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I would tear down the sky

Just to say one last good-bye.

To hug her and kiss her

And let her see me cry.

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The tears run so easy

Like never before,

She loved us so much—

Why didn’t I love her more?

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But now she is gone,

Taken beyond,

To a land without shadow

A place that is hallow.

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She’s traveled to Heaven

She’s taken to Jesus

And Jesus can love her

‘Cause He’s the true lover.

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And though I can’t see it,

And hardly believe it:

I rest in this promise

For I know He will keep it.

C.D.