"Treasured Moments"

Treasured moments of childhood hugs. Warm in her arms like a bug in a rug. Remembering her touch and missing her much. I treasure the moments of childhood hugs.

The touch of her hands when bathing me clean The sparkle in her eyes, oh how they gleamed. I remember the love in her eyes when she smiled I treasure the moments when I was a child.

The scent of her hair, the softness of her skin. When she'd hold out her arms and tell me to climb in. I'd cuddle beside her and snuggle up close. A kiss on my nose, then she'd tickle my toes.

This Mother so special and held deep within. She molded me into the image that I'am. These are the treasures I cherish so much. The childhood moments of childhood hugs.

By: Sandy Copyright ©2000 Sandra Ratliff

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