A Mother’s Love – by Tessa Dean (2015)
Mother I feel your love
surrounding me now.
Is it my thoughts of you
that bring you forth to
comfort me?
I still miss you, you know?
I miss our talks and your
great wisdom.
You were my best friend,
you brushed away my tears with
a gentle touch.
You helped me through
the rough spots.
Mother I feel your love
surrounding me now.
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About Tessa
My name is Tessa Dean and I am an author and blogger. My writing styles vary and I love writing using prompts.
I am also writing my first book, a Memoir entitled "Government Property - A Memoir of a Military Wife". This is being published on the blog rather than the traditional way. I am putting up chapters as I go along. I keep my blog filled with useful content, stories, and poems. Plenty to keep you busy. I have also been interviewed by blogs and had other posts published on many different blogs. I also wrote a series of articles on Bipolar Disorder for IBPF (International Bipolar Foundation).
I am in my 60’s and disabled which allows me plenty of time to write to my heart’s content.
I live in southern New Jersey and have 3 children and 5 grandchildren. My oldest grandchild is a Sargent in the United States Marine Corps.
Oh! I simply LOVE poems! When I saw that you wrote a poem, I was excitedly making a weird “Ah ah aha haa gha” or some other noise, I can’t really put it in words ,LOL.
Besides that, this is a LOVELY poem 🙂 Such a beautiful poem. I will keep it along with my other fav poems :*
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Thank you Mon, glad you enjoyed it and I love that you will put it with your other favorite poems. I write stories and poems. I started Finally a Writer first and then Tessa Can Do It! All poems written for Tessa get put on Finally a Writer as well, including stories.
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A lovely poem, Tessa. I love poetry (can’t write it, but I love it) as most poems come from that sequestered place called, the heart. And it doesn’t get much deeper than that. :O)
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Thank you! I can only write poetry when it is the right time. I guess my heart tells me what and when to write. I cannot produce one just because I am told to. They usually come to me in the middle of the night of course. Thanks for stopping by.
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You welcome Tessa. :O)
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This poem made me miss my mum…Thank you for sharing!
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You are welcome. I still miss her.
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lovely 🙂
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Thank you!
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