Not Forgotten
You may be gone, but you're not forgotten,
You're in our minds and hearts quite often.
When we're lonely, sad , or blue,
Mom, we always think of you.
Remembering All the many ways,
You brightened up our darkest days.
The happy times we shared together,
Could brighten even stormy weather.

The fun and laughter through the years,
We all still see, though through our tears.
And what we all would not do,
To have just one more day with you.

Though your death took us by surprise,
We mourned and wept, then dried our eyes.
Your memory will see us through,
Till once again we'll be with you.
Poem © Glenda McGarity