Echoes Of You Poem by Ronni ManoaHofbauer

In the quiet of the morning,
When the world is still asleep,
I reach for your memory,
A promise I long to keep.

Your laughter, once my anchor,
Now echoes in empty rooms,
Your smile, a fading picture,
In a garden robbed of blooms.

The warmth of your embraces,
The wisdom in your eyes,
Now live within my heartbeat,
Where your spirit never dies.

I trace the lines you've written,
On my life and in my soul,
Your love, a lasting imprint,
That time can never steal.

In every act of kindness,
In every gentle word,
I hear your voice, still guiding,
Though your presence has blurred.

The world feels colder, darker,
Without your soothing light,
But your love burns eternal,
A beacon in the night.

I miss you, dearest mother,
More than words can convey,
Your memory, my comfort,
As I face each new day.