#WritcoPoemPrompt12
Let her sleep deep,
Let us not weep,
For she is at her journey’s end,
Left with no memories to mend.
Her life was full of happiness and tears,
Made throughout all her years.
She loved deeply and hard,
Her family was her world until she grew weak and tired.
This woman I called my mother.
She was my life like no other.
She has now gone,
And has no more worries, for her life is now done
Someday we shall meet again,
Our love will always be until we
see each other once again.
I miss her more deeply than you can ever know,
But my heart and love will always show
How much she meant to me,
Only then can you see.




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