~August~

You left us in August

the most beautiful month

of the year

You left us in August

and my heart cried many

a tear

It was so many years ago

but I still miss you Mother

no one could compare to you

in this world there was no other

Like the wind you went through me

in the early morning hours

and it was then I knew

God had come to take you

he had picked the most

beautiful flower

One day I will see you again

and we can began anew

a mother and a daughter

that has really missed and

needed you

Dedicated to the memory

of my mother

Bessie

April 1925-August 1974

author:

Heather

August 2009

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