Her voice in my head seemed so real, it felt like she was there.
Yesterday my mom lectured me
She’s been gone over two years
And she still tells me her opinion
I don’t mind it now as much as I used to.
I like hearing her voice in my head
And hope I never forget the sound,
The rhythm,
Words and phrases she made her own,
The tell-tale sigh, the exasperated admonition,
The doubt and pride,
The music.
