Sometimes....

Sometimes….Sometimes I remember memories forgotten and past.
Wondering how long the twinge of pain will last.
Like birds in flight with their wings the wind will bend.
Wondering if these painful memories will ever end.
Sometimes … Sometimes I look upon the future with a curious eye.
Hoping that fate does not make me say the same goodbye.
The sky so blue, vast and expansive with her flawless gaze.
My thoughts live within this endless haze.
Sometimes… Sometimes I miss you mother.
Memories of your warm touch is like no other.
So many painful moments that were shared.
The march of time through goodness and a grace we are spared.
Sometimes….. Sometimes it is the littlest of things that come to my attention.
Now that your gone from my world only the good to remember and mention.
Your perfume remembered comforts me in the night.
Seeing now what was once blind to my sight.

Sometimes... Sometimes I miss you mother..

Sometimes just once more, I wish for your hug over any other.