I miss you too Mom..

The night I held you Mother,
my head resting on your cuddly stomach.
I have those words etched to my very soul, 
that took my power to speak, leaving a lump in my throat.
I remember your wet eyes, when you said...
"Baby...I dreamed of you the other night,
chatting and laughing, sitting by my side.
However, I knew it was just in my heart,
and you were at your hostel, miles apart.
I cherished its very sight and smiled to myself that night.
And even when it dawned on me that I was dreaming,
I refused to open my eyes...
AT LEAST I HAD YOU TO HOLD ME,
EVEN THOUGH IT WAS A DREAM."
and then you cried...

And, I still cry on many nights...