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A daughter
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How sad it is that I shall no longer feel your touch.
No longer will I feel the warmth of your hugs.
Your kisses placed gently upon my cheek.
Your hands braiding my long curly hair.
Oh, for so many years I have wept.
If only once I could call you and hear your reply.
You are my reminder that life should never be taken for granted.
You are my reminder that above all else life should be cherished.
As I pressed my lips upon the red rouged cheek; I knew that it was not you.
Your spirit was no longer in your body.
Your body was never cold to my touch.
Your eyes were always open when I called you.
Your love will always be eternal.
For, until I depart, I will always remember my dear mommy.
No longer will I feel the warmth of your hugs.
Your kisses placed gently upon my cheek.
Your hands braiding my long curly hair.
Oh, for so many years I have wept.
If only once I could call you and hear your reply.
You are my reminder that life should never be taken for granted.
You are my reminder that above all else life should be cherished.
As I pressed my lips upon the red rouged cheek; I knew that it was not you.
Your spirit was no longer in your body.
Your body was never cold to my touch.
Your eyes were always open when I called you.
Your love will always be eternal.
For, until I depart, I will always remember my dear mommy.
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