Whispers from a distance I couldn't see. I heard them to shuffling feet.
Not knowing what it could be. Am I to know asking myself. There's a voice, it's coming straight to me. The room is warm I soon hear again still can't see. All in white to even the light. Could it be her? I smell her perfume, the touch of her hand. She has come to remind me there's love surrounding me to her love. Gives me a kiss upon my cheek says I'll keep you safe through heavens gate. The white light, the sound of her voice will always remind me she's here watching over me.
She is here watching over me. 😢
I really miss my mom.