Quiet Moments When I was young I used to love to sit upon your knee. I’d gaze into your loving eyes as your arms enfolded me. Your gentle kiss would stir the golden tendrils of my hair, as whispered sentiments of love we quietly would share. We’d read a book together, the same time after time. I knew all of the words by heart, you didnt’t seem to mind. When darkness fell you tucked me in and gently kissed my cheek. You’d wish upon a shooting star the Lord my soul to keep. The years have passed so quickly, death parted you from me. I hope you know how much it meant when I sat upon your knee. Gazing to the heavens, as I quietly reminisce, I’d give a million of those stars to feel your gentle kiss. I’d give all my tomorrows to hear you read to me, and remember those quiet moments when I sat upon your knee. Heaven is more beautiful today Mom! Love you!
Posted on: Tue, 20 Jan 2015 01:24:46 +0000
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