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Mom, I know my words may no longer reach you

But I’ll say them once more for the world to hear

I love you, I miss you, I’m proud to be yours

Through the stubbornness, the conflict, and the tears

Two women, two lives, with our wounds and our pride

But beneath it all, love was always our guide.

And when it truly mattered, you were there

Just as I was there for you, a silent prayer

Now your train has reached the final station

I’m left here with this holy revelation

I love you, I love you

The doctor said you were ready to go

That love means letting go, even when it’s slow

In the early morning, just the two of us

I lay beside you, in a bond of trust

Listening to your songs, feeling life slip away

Peaceful and light, at the break of the day.

You stepped off the train, but a new traveler came

I think you sent him, I whisper your name

I keep traveling on with your hand in mine

Until we meet again at the end of the line.

I see the light breaking through every wall

Hope is the anchor that won’t let me fall

With every rhythm, with every breath

I’m finding life in the wake of the rest

I love you... I love you...

I’ll see you at the final stop.