I miss those days when we laughed and joked about everything and nothing.
Your quiet resolute tone when you encouraged me to be my best
Those sweet treats that you’d make to titillate the senses
Prayerfully saying the Name of Jesus
Arguing with someone who commented on your child
Telling me I was pretty though it was not so
Making me display confidence when I had none.
I wish you could see me now, I’m a mother with a daughter
Who is doing all those things with her, you did with me
Knowing nothing about motherhood
My mind journeys back to my experience with you
Remembering how you loved me then and how I should love her now
Mama, I’m grateful you had me and that you loved me the way you did
So I could pass it on to someone so precious.
Mama I loved you then and I love you still.