I miss the presence of you: still, I must push on through: Mama, I miss you; Bless my heart, With conscious, great songs, I ask of you: Mama, I remember the good you do! Yet, love seems, cold, without the presence of you, Erase the past and make everything brand new: Mama I...
I'm lost, scared, and in a deep depression. I want to close my eyes and be with her. I love you Mama. You're my best friend. Reply by Shashi Chauhan 7 years ago I lost my mother 7 years ago. It's so difficult to live without her. Still I miss her. Mummy, I miss you ...
Missing You Mom Poem I miss your voice that used to softly sing my special lullaby. I miss your hands that used to hold me when I was scared. I miss your eyes that would bring me to ease each time I stared into them. I miss your nicknames you gave me when I would act bad. ...
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The next morning she said, “Marion, I’m going to walk up the hill with you today. I believe we’ll see Mildred.” Mildred walked from way across down to school. She never bothered me on the way to school, only afterward.“Oh, mama, please don’t do that! Don’t say anything ...
To my mother, the poem revealed a parent’s feeling when her child grows up and leaves. To me, the “she” in the poem was horror. It was my mama who would be sad. It was so terrible I burst (突然) out crying. “What’s wrong?” my mother asked. ...
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To me, the "she" in the poem was horror. It was my mam a who would be sad. It was so terrible that I burst (突 ) out crying."What's wrong?" my mother asked.“Oh, Mama," I cried. "I don't want to grow up ever!"She smiled. "Honey, it's okay. You're not growing ...
To me, the “she” in the poem was horror. It was my mama who would besad. It was so terrible I burst out crying. “What’swrong?” my mother asked. “OhMama,” I cried. “I don’t want to grow up ever!” Shesmiled. “Honey, it’s okay. You’re not growing up anytime ...