when my mother died I was to busy admiring me so I didnt say goodbye . bye
In memory of, I miss u mom I miss you mom, I thought it would be easier than this. When the wind blows hard enough I think I feel your kiss. When bob sings I swear I see your smile. Sitting in the corner twirling your hair, the scent of incense in the air. So I close my eye's and imagine your face,... Sign in to see full entry.