I heard my Ed's voice this
morning it's the Mother's Day.
At first I thought No it can't be real..
Than I felt a hand brush the
hair out of my eyes I wept
When I turned over there
was no one to be seen;
I woke up with his pillow
tight against my chest;
My tears still fresh upon
my cheeks than I wept again;
My youngest son called this morn
to wish me a happy mom's day;
I tend to let the days go by
into obscurity its so sad;
I clutched his pillow to my chest
and cried once more;
The tears formed a heart with
the words Happy Mom's Day.
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