If I could have one more day with you,
Mother dear, to sit beside your chair,
lay my head upon your lap,
close my eyes, feel the comfort there.
I would bare my soul,
share all my hopes and dreams,
the fears, shed a few tears;
tell you how much you are missed,
that I love you still.
I would touch your face,
look into your eyes,
marvel at your smile,
etch those features in my mind forever.
Just one more day.
by Sylvia
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