In memory of my loving Mom, Caroline Blanche McGrayne, who passed away eleven years ago, January 2014.
The socks you knit,
They keep me warm.
The mitts and toques do too.
And every time I am wearing them,
I always think of you.
The memories, they come rushing back,
Then quickly disappear.
I miss those days and years gone by,
And wish that you were here.
Too greatly loved to ever be forgotten.
I miss you Mom.
Love,
Your daughter, Colleen
