MY FIRST MOTHER’S DAY WITHOUT YOUR VOICE

The day begins in softened light,

Yet something’s missing from it’s bright;

The morning air feels still, unsure,

As if it waits for you want once more.

No gentle call to start my day,

No smile to chase the clouds away;

Just echoes drifting through my mind,

Of all the love you left behind .

I see you where the roses grow, their petals flushed with Tender glow;

I hear you in the sparrows tune,

A song that warms the afternoon,

Though I can’t see

your face today, your love still guides me on my way;

And in my heart, you’ll always stay-my mom, my life. My endless. MAY….

Love FOREVER ❤️ Mary James