A Poem For My Mother

What You Must Have Been Like

When I look into my heart

To revive memories passed

To search for a glimmer of

What you must have been like

I cannot see, cannot touch

The essence of your being

All I can do is imagine

What you must have been like

Siblings tell me of quaint moments

Habits, words spoken by you

But through their eyes it is hard to see

What you must have been like

People tell me we resemble

But your pictures tell their own story

You were beautiful, the pictures show

What you must have been like

Forever in my heart you are

Forever a part of who I am

But in my heart I continue to wonder

What you must have been like

5/3/09