29th Sept. 2016
So it passed, is it really a year?
Since the Mum, we were blessed with, left us from here!
Back to the Father, yes, he took you home,
but we’ve mourned the loss of our earthly backbone!
I am so thankful to be born to you,
With your home sewn clothes and the Yorkshire stew!
It’s a fraction of the list, I could write here, but Mum,
I will always miss you, dear.
It is now two years, how have I got through? Not one hour, could I forget you. It seems
Not one hour, could I forget you. It seems
It seems forever since I touched your face and you followed with a familiar embrace.
I will pray to the end of my days; that I will stand behind you in the heavenly place.
There is one thing though, that will make you smile?
I too had a chuckle as the tear ran by,
I bet you are glad there are no phones in His Mansion!
At least I cannot drive to distraction. x