It would have been my wish
To see you growing up
To run with you in the meadows
To teach you swimming and biking
To hold you in my arms when you are sad
To smile with you in happy moments
To be with you on your first school day
You are standing in the light
May be you are sitting with your grandfather
Talking about your father
I will send you my love every day
And bring colourful flowers
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Great tribute to mothers who left too soon, all they can do now is look down to their children from heaven! A 10.
Oder einer Großmutter, die zu früh gehen mußte.