A woman like no other,
she spends her time with me.
At night I feel her presence near-
I miss her love, you see.
We had our spats in times ago,
correcting me so true,
showing me the hard love side,
our bond just grew and grew.
Whenever I got hurt at times,
her love did help me see...
one big hug and gentle kiss
showed she cared for me.
That is what I think of
at times when I am blue;
I miss the love that she did share,
her heart to me so true.
I look up to the stars at night,
in Heaven's bright array.
My mother says."Im here, my son,
I love you more each day."

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