Mama has been taken from this earth.
Through pain and tears, she gave me birth.
Mama, I miss you more ~ much more than before.
Miles separated us yet I always found,
Whenever we talked our hearts were still bound.
Now my eyes search the phone; I still want to dial
the number you kept since I was a child.
I feel a pool of tears well up because I know;
I will not hear you saying hello
So I allow myself to weep for you a while.
God was calling you as I gently wiped your brow,
Only then, I felt the aching but the longing comes now.
I will see you again, this I truly believe.
But for now I accept that it is alright to grieve.
The Master called your name;
There simply was no choice.
You left this earth and so did your voice.
Alone in silent moments I whisper I love you, mama.

DeLayne Victoria Perry

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