I miss you Mamma.
Everyday.
What it hurts more
it's not seeing you anymore:
you are in my heart
alive and smiling
as if you were still here.
What I miss desperately
every single day
is your voice:
just talking to you
one more time
and tell you
how much I love you.
(On Mother's day)
What it hurts more
it's not seeing you anymore:
you are in my heart
alive and smiling
as if you were still here.
What I miss desperately
every single day
is your voice:
just talking to you
one more time
and tell you
how much I love you.
(On Mother's day)
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