The person I would most like to meet is my mom, she died when me and my 2 brothers were just babies. I think what bothers me the most is that I have no memory of what she smelled like, how her touch felt, or what she sounded like when she laughed.~Mom,
I dreamed of you last night.
You stretched out your arms and hugged me tight.
And just for a moment there it seemed
that your touch was real, not just a dream.
I had talked to God just hours before.And told Him "Lord, there is nothing more
that could satisfy or comfort me
than for my mother's face to see."
God heard my prayer and through His grace Mom,
I looked upon your face.
I felt your hug, your love, your touch -
The very things I needed so much.
There is a void in my life still -
A place that no one else can fill.
But precious memories I have of you -
And I have God to lean on too.
So Mom, until that glorious day
We walk hand in hand in Heaven I'll pray
That once again through God's loving grace
I'll feel your touch and see your face.
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