MOM

The days of Joy, The days of sadness, You were always there for me, We all felt a blindness, When you left us, I still have that feeling of you walking through the door, and saying "how was school?", when I see the perfect family I wish I had one as well. No mother in the picture, has become hell. Throughout this time I still ask why, I guess God needed you more than I. Brother doesn's remember your face, Dad doesn't forget the days, I, thought I was strong, no matter what ways I cant be strong for them. I stumble and cry, You were my love and joy, my heroe, my role model. You showed me the way to be who I am today. No regrets of having you in my life. Till this day I still have that feeling of you walking through the door, but I know that wont happen any more.