Good Morning Hugs ~ poetry by Leesa Love

Good Morning Hugs ~ poetry by Leesa Love

“Good Morning Hugs”
I called them
My highlight of each day
I tried to treasure every one
Knowing far too soon they’d go away

But that will be fine
I convinced my heart
No matter what
She won’t be far

They’ll be Sunday dinners
And holiday Brunch
She might even call you up
“Hey Mom, let’s do Lunch!”

Now the years have passed
Good Morning hugs no more

She’s cutthroat like her father
Not even a hug as she walked out the door

She doesn’t inquire about me
She doesn’t reply when I tell her I love her
Her friends are her priority
It’s like she’s completely forgotten about me

At my heart the bittersweet memory tugs
I can hear
“I love you, Mommy”
And feel her sweet good morning hugs

©2019LeesaLove

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~Leesa Love

 

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