At christmas time mom`s blue eyes twinkled so bright,
like the stars they lit up the night.
Her smile so warm and sincere,
still sends off love year after year.
When mom sang i`m dreaming of a white christmas she knew,
our last christmas together.
Our dream would come true.
Our white christmas, is now
memories with thoughts of you.
09-22-1993
lana brown
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/memories-with-thoughts-of-you/
