Creative Dana

A mother’s hand,
As soft as snow,
Shinning and knowing,
With a special glow.
A peaceful prayer,
a goodnight kiss,
oh Mommy, Mommy,
The things I miss!
Times are changing,
And always will,
Just sometimes,
I wish it’d stay still.
My life as strange,
As a summer chill,
Or winter heat,
If you will,
I ask that you,
Will always know,
You’re my Mommy,
I love you so.

-College Junior (1997-1998)
Dana