Card to my Mother
It was on a September morning,
My mother passed away,
God called her home,
He called her home to stay.
With every sunrise, I see her face,
In my heart, no one can take her place.
Christmas is coming,
It is so very near.
Bringing thoughts of my mother,
Whom I miss so dear.
So I’m sending a card to Heaven.
It floats upon my prayer.
One day in Heaven dear mother,
We will all have Christmas there.
This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Cole.
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