It's Your Birthday

Tomorrow, it’s your birthday, Mother.
Tomorrow, we’ll celebrate together, as a family.
Tomorrow, the sun will rise, and our hearts will throb.
Tomorrow, your kisses from the skies will be felt on our faces.
Tomorrow, our pain will surface again—
But not for long.
You bore nine lives on Earth,
Nurtured them dearly,
Though nine weren’t all together,
You kept thinking of the four that were missing.
You were tall and fair,
With brown hair and brown eyes,
And the brightest smile!
Mother, you told me to be "Me."
You told us to strive for better.
You lived a tough life,
And I hope you forgive us.
Mom, you never gave up.
You fought a good battle,
But God saw how tired you became,
So He took you.
Even if you’re not here, we’ll always remember you.
The love you gave will live in all of us.
You did a great job—
I won’t let anyone say otherwise.
HAPPY 54th Birthday, Mom
1964/07/08 - 2017/01/16

Gwen.P