She cut each piece by loving hand
put together with thoughts of joy
her gift would bring in shades I love,
a coat of many colors.
We smile together years ago
today so far away but close in thought,
I long to hold her in my arms
to say a simple thank you for it all.
Memories light the mind like stars
and I can see her smile as I close my eyes,
content in her love like a babe in arms
I am a piece of her cut from the hand of God.
We move through years living our days
often forgetting to take the time to stop and say
I miss you and love you
and am thinking of you each day,
but I know she knows and her voice I will hear
across the miles,
transcending the tears
and I can hold that coat and remember each stitch
she put in with love and care
and somehow it’s enough
as I feel the softness surround me like a hug,
to know that she’s here.
This is the first mothers day that I will be apart from my mother. 1300 miles away, and as I write this, the phone rings…it’s MOM…her ears must be ringing. 🙂 Love you mom….