“The Conversation” by Wade Underhile


I told Mom about us today
I told her I had met a girl
I told her your name
I said "Mom, I love her"
Tears filled my eyes, I had wanted to tell Mom before
There just never seemed to be a right time
But on this Christmas day
In the snow and cold
I spoke of my love for you
I wanted so much to hug her
To hear her say how proud she was of her son
She never spoke a word
The silence tore through my soul
As I turned to leave I looked back
At her headstone, she has been gone 25 years
Mom I miss you
Mom I know you would love her