I rise
Before the sun comes up over the hill
Slipping into my flannel lined jeans
Pullin on a t shirt
Tugging on my fishermans sweater
Wool socked feet stuffed into workboots
Grab a mug
Fill it with coffee
Realizing at that moment it was yours
Pulling on Daddy's worn,tattered and frayed hunting shirt
As if he is wrapping his arms around me in a bear hug
Soothes my soul just a little bit
So still, no one else awake
I slip out the door
Crunching across the frost covered lawn
I head down the hill
Hearing a slight noise
I turn my head
My brother in the window
Raises his hand and waves
I raise mine and return the wave
He knows this journey I take
I must make alone
Treads of my boots leaving a path
Marking the way for anyone to follow
Yet no one does
I wind my way through the path
Stopping to marvel in the frost covered trees
Sparkling like diamonds in the suns first light
Beauty's first sight
Sipping slowly walking on
Coming to a tree washed up from the last flood
Sitting on it sipping the coffee more
Watching the mist rise up from the creek
As a tear slips from my eye and slides down my cheek
And I slip slowly back into time
The memories fill my head
A laugh bubbles across my lips
As I rememeber the last ime we gathered the pine boughs for Christmas
And I got the tractor stuck in the rose bush
Daddy was so mad and all we could do was laugh
I slip further back into time
And I remember the way you looked
When you painted
As if insipired by Divine Grace
A smudge of paint
Here and there
On your face
And in your hair
I reach across time in my memory
And I rememeber your hand grasping mine
Saying Pookie it's going to be alright
Comforting me only the way a mother could
My heart breaking just a little more
The memories com freely now
And the tears flow
There in the air
Just a brief whiff
Sniffing frantically trying to capture the scent of rose and hold it
tightly
Quicky it passes
I sigh deeply
Whisper softly
I remember Momma
I remember.....

Damn girl now this one did bring the tears
to my eyes. For my mom passed away when I
was a baby so I never got to make those
memories but ohhh how sweet it would have
been to have those kind of memories.!!

your momma loves you my sweet...hold me...cry on my shoulder...

MAN I REALLY LIKE THAT - HEY EVEN SPAY HAS A HEART

The love for a mother
A precious treasue
Lasts forever

Sorry M1313 tagging is contagious. I couldn't think of anything else to
say.

Its all good Karma :)

SPAY PASSES CCP A PEN TO WRITE WITH

i got to admit it did bring tears to the eyes

Thank you everyone, now I just gotta send this to my Dad.It wasn't easy
to write, oh the words flowed no problem, but so did the tears but the
memories it brought back were the best.

a sweet tagg is music to a true poets ear!
no needs to apologize from you,only SPAY...

YOU NEED TO TELL HER YOU ARE SORRY BOY,
'CAUSE YOU ARE A VERY SORRY MAN INDEEDS...TELL HER!
OR YOU WILL FEEL ME...

last chance Spay...

do not get on my dick nerve...M.