Mothers Day Prayer - Poem by Shirley.R. Simpkin
I miss you little Sweetheart, more than words can say,
You're in my thoughts and in my heart, every single day.
Pretty cards with roses red, all merging into one;
I cannot open them to read the words; all I see is 'Mum'.
I'm thinking back through all the years, the family gathered round,
Baskets filled with flowers, and laughter the only sound.
Now you are in Heaven, with a beautiful garden there;
I know you will be listening, and that you'll hear my Prayer.
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