Thoughts by the water

I was running with my sister earlier and I looked at the water though oh so nasty in the day time. At night it look quite good, its the way the light reflect on it and the ripple effect from the breeze. We keep walking we had stopped running then and I saw a white bird fly so close to the water yet without touching it and I felt like I can sit here all night and write but I wish Teddy was here to see it and enjoy it too. I miss him. Looking at the water this is what came to mind:

Her spirits floats on the water
Bird flew so close
That it snatched her soul
Her face became faint in my vision
There was a drop of water that came from the sky
It was as if she was crying
Tears I couldn't decipher when blend in with the water
I watch as the bird continues its flight
To the sky unknown to me
It white feathers showed her pureness
Dear mother oh how I wish I can see your face one more time
Hear your tender voice one last time
As the years go by the fainter you become in my memory
With just three pictures I paint your face again in my mind
Your gracefulness never forgotten
Your tender spirit surrounds me so smoothly
Though at times your face gets faint
I paint you with my words
I frame you with my heart
I shield you with my soul
There's only so much I can do
I hold you so dear in my heart
Like you held me when I was a baby
As the years go by your touch no longer lingers
When I look in the mirror your reflection looks at me with so much
love
I embrace your tender eyes in the mirror
Yet I reflect daddy's pain
If only I held tighter

Je me manque maman

The coldest hour of the night

Sleeping tight... thoughts of him lingers on my mind
As I drift away to a place where I can still feel his fingers tracing my body
Leaving a mark on my soul
With just one touch there's so much it does to me
I turn to face the wall
Memories flooding my mind
Pain shudder my heart
As I sleep,I feel a tear roll down my face
It was cold, made me shiver
That's my coldest hour of the night it's like 4 or 5
Not sure what number it is I'm dazed
Feeling the shivers dominating my body
I wrap myself tighter in my blanket
And my mind lingers back to him
I slightly open my eyes
I see his tall lenient figure in the dark
He steps closer to me and lay next to me
His body radiates warmth
He wraps his arms around me
I no longer feel cold
I drift back into a slight "tabula rasa" with only him in mind
I sleep soundly
When I woke up his warmth was there but he wasn't
Yet I still feel his presence
Coldest hour of the night was when I realized that he wa...