Missing Mom Poems
Vanished Before Dawn Cold dew, the morning’s first tear,Bare echoes where laughter once lived.Gone before light could appear,Unseen, like dreams softly sieved.Her touch, a fading warmth in my hand,A breeze whispers secrets unsaid.She vanished where we used to stand,Only footprints in the garden bed.Years pass, leaves fall and fade,Yet her absence grows vast and deep.Every…