Yesterday Treasure

~I asked my sister Beth to share with me, a poem that she had received from family for her birthday ( I won't reveal what birthday). It was a frame with a picture of our Mom (the one below is not the same picture, I don't have that one scanned yet, the children are my oldest sister, Monica and my olders brother Matt-I'm the 8 of 10 children and hery are 1 & 2) , who passed away in 1977, can it be that long ago? It also had a very nice poem. So, here it is...I assure you that I will not be able to get through typing this poem without tears. I hope that it brings you closer to your mother, whether she is with you now or not!
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Mother, you're always with me, You're the whisper of the leaves, as I walk down the street. You're the cool hand on my brow, when I'm not well

You live inside my laughter, You're crystallized in my every tear drop...

You're the place I came from, My first home...

You're the map I follow, with every step I take,

You're my first love and my first heartbreak...

And nothing on earth can ever separate us, Not time, Not space, Not even death will ever separate you from me.

Author Unknown