Best Friends

Mom, you were my best friend.
Always there for me.
Good times,
Not so good times,
Whenever I needed you.

I miss you.
I can't imagine life without you.
No one knows me
Like you.

Who will I call
When I have some great news
Or when
I just need someone to listen?
A best friend.

Peace, no pain for you now.
But you left an emptiness
I can not fill.
My best friend.
Gone.
What do I do?

by Ted Miller, son of Lois
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