“She Still Stands There”
“She Still Stands There”
Her smile brighter than the morning sun,
Calling our names with love in her voice,
The kind that made each day feel begun.
Now the door is quiet, still and bare,
No footsteps, no laughter, no call to share.
Yet somehow, in the hush of the breeze,
We feel her presence in the rustling trees & in her flowers.
The garden blooms as if she’s near,
Each leaf a whisper, “I’m always here.”
Though her hands no longer sweep the floor,
Her warmth still guards that humble door.
Time may pass, but love won’t fade,
Her light still shines through every shade.
And in that space she used to stand,
I see her, smiling, gentle, hand in hand.
"Ma, in our hearts, you're just there"
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