The Card
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Tamera and Kat sat near each other,
Talking like two old friends might do;
Two sisters in warm conversation,
So I listened for a moment or two…
“I wonder, since no one has called,
Has my package arrived yet?”
“That’s sweet, how’s she doing?
It’s been years since I saw Juliette.”
“It should have been here by now,
I paid for it weeks ago!”
“Sweetie, how is your mom doing?
Tell her hi, and that I miss her so.”
Daily, they met in this same place,
Exchanging pleasantries and being kind;
But neither knew what the other said,
For an intruder had taken their mind.
I gave them a hug and said goodbye,
With a bitter sweet feeling in my soul;
Then teary eyed, I walked slowly away,
As towards their room I did stroll.
She didn’t even know I had come,
At her picture, I swallowed hard;
I hoped she knew how I loved her,
So, I just left her the Mother’s Day card.
Written by Loyd Taylor, May 09, 2009
Dedicated to all mothers.
