I miss you every day that goes by,
but here it is Mother’s Day and I think of you more.
I draw on you for strength and courage,
as you exemplified these qualities.
You were a hero to everyone who knew and loved you.
I think of you with everything I do, from cooking, cleaning, to writing.
I think of you when I’m angry, and how you’d swear in Italian.
I think of you when I’m sad, and how you’d always pick us back up again.
I think of you when life is good, because I wish you were here to see it.
I laugh at old stories, jokes, things you used to do or say.
I go into a store to buy cookies, knowing they won’t compare to yours.
I sing with dad around the campfire, and I can hear you singing too.
But most of all, I feel you in my presence, every time we’ve needed you.
You are the angel that watches over us, guides us everyday.
I believe that with you beside me, I will never go astray.