This is a Love Letter

Make no mistake, and have no error,

this is a love letter to my mother...

just like the dozens upon dozens before,

These are all love letters and of this 

you can be sure.

For I lost my mother, and so many forgot,

however, between us peas in the pod, 

we, did not.

And so, every so often I write letters,

so that she will know that this is better,

now that we have each other,

we can celebrate life and live again...

I hold you ever in my heart,

you were the driving force pulling me to you,

in the form of a homesickness I had no words for,

no description of, and none to understand;

but in spite of the vapors, I kept on, 

the vanishing ether of false leads and dead ends,

no match for my call home,

where finally I could find that peace 

which leads us to each other's embrace.

This is a love letter, that like all the others,

will echo through time for all to see,

if they but get the key, that they may know

how I love you.