Momma

This a poem my mother wrote (the first part) 2 weeks before she died.....I finished it for her.

Day by day I think of you
I sit and wonder what to do
How can I know what you are going through?
Day by day I think of you

Day by day I sit and wait
For you to come, but it's getting late
As I lay there trying to stay awake
Day by day I sit and wait

Day by day I miss you more
I see the clock and it's half past four
It's nine o'clock now and I'm sitting by the door
Day by day I miss you more

Day by day I realize your gone
You've left me here and I'm all alone
You've traveled far away- far beyond the stone
Day by day I realize your gone
© Crystal Lynn Wheat