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I Remember...
I remember
the long talks we had,
and even how meaningless they were.
How much we laughed during them.
I can’t help laughing as I remember our words.
But I also can’t help crying,
as I think how much I miss them.
I remember when we used to sing along to our favorite songs together.
when you’d embarrass me in front of my friends.
when you’d called my shoes “sneaks” .
when you’d smile.
You will never know how special you were,
and still are,
to me.
I remember when you took me out into the waves at the beach
and how you told me not to be afraid,
and I wasn’t.
You have taught me so much,
and have inspired me in a such a huge way.
I will miss you forever.
I love you
Mom,
oodles and gaboodles.
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Hey Tink, This is a beautiful poem the emotion is so strong and I am very sorry for the death of your Mother!
You dont seem to do allot of ryhming in your poetry but it still was a nice poem!
When I read your author's note and then read your poem which overflowed with emotion I couldn't help think of my mom and how much it would hurt to loose her...Tink I'm sorry for your lose, I know nothing I say will make you stop hurting any less. So moving on, I love the pic you choose and your words flowed together effortlessly. You had no grammatical errors. During the entire poem I could feel so much emotions that it brought tears to my eyes. Great work, Tink.