by Tricha Martin
(Chicago IL)
Mom how I wish I could talk to you and hear your voice. How I wish I could hold your hand and make you laugh again. I sleep in your room and in your bed trying to feel close to you some how. I sleep with photos of you near by me so when I wake I see you smiling at me. While I knew you were sick would leave me someday soon I still was not ready to let you go. Forty years with you was just not enough. I did my best to good and true and I hope you know I loved and love you still. Now I must make sure I stay good so I can see you again someday. Love you always
Comments for Kathryn Jane Martin (Lovingly Known As Kitty)
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