With A Ribbon In My Hair

 

 

With A Ribbon In My Hair

Many years ago now,
When I was a little girl;
My Mother carefully washed,
And in my hair put a finger curl.
 
She tied this with a matching ribbon,
For everyone to see;
Just how much she loved,
And always cared for me.
 
A little flowered necklace,
She placed around my neck;
And when I see this special picture,
Back to my childhood, I lovingly reflect.
 
With a ribbon in my hair,
Off to someplace special we would go;
And wear the dress that she had cut,
From a pattern and joyfully sewed.
 
Special things of my dear Mother,
Will make my heart to smile;
I wish I had just one more day,
To go sit with her awhile.
 
Such a beautiful memory,
From my childhood I shall always keep;
While in the arms of God,
She now peacefully sleeps.
 
Now, I have a granddaughter,
Who wears a ribbon in her hair;
To match the colors of her dress,
That her Mother always places there.

©2003 Shirley Jean Pickens
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