Okay, I love you and
Good bye. Good bye.
The weather is fine and
Don’t lie, don’t lie.
I know you don’t remember.
Don’t remember, don’t remember.
So you peat and repeat.
Over and over and
Even though you shoo’d me off
Told me wait through spit and cough.
Mom, I love you lots!
The best mom shit you not.
Through thick and thin
You kept us in
Your heart so full of love.
Mom, I can’t get enough,
Of you, and repetitious thoughts and
I will be your memory…
My mom is 86 yrs old, dead once but came back to life and now I struggle with these emotions of boredom and disdain for predictable conversation.
I know one day she’ll be dead again and I’ll pine for our hourly calls and I’ll not hear her voice again.
Today I cry for that day. I love you so very much mom!
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