Well Moma, it's been 8 years today. I can't believe so much time has passed and I miss you all the time. I wonder what it would have been like if only...
If only...we did so many if onlys when Daddy died. We humans tend to do that, don't we.
Well Moma, I know you're close by and I can feel give me that hug or pat on the back when I need it.
It's tough, I'm sad that Angel did not have the time to spend with you. If only...
We moved so many times...trying to get settled...but mainly because I wasn't grounded anymore. You were gone...I wasn't grounded...but we found our way...you helped. I know you did.
Well Moma, I miss you, Angel will be home in a bit and I want to finish this before she gets here.
I love you. I think of you often and the only way I get through it is I carry you in my heart.
i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart) i am never without it (anywhere
i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
i fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)
Shirley Nov 1930-Jan 2007
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