MOTHER'S DAY

Mother's Day doesn't hold much meaning to me. I mean, yeah, I have two beautiful little girls here with me but I am still missing a handsome son that I long to hold in my arms. None of the holidays are special because someone is always missing from my day. This poem was posted on BBC and I wanted to share it here. I hope that is ok.

I am writing to you from Heaven

And though it must appear
A rather strange idea
I see everything from here.


I just popped in to visit
Your shops to find a card
A card of love for my Mum
As this day for her is hard.


There must be some mistake I thought
Every card you could imagine
Except I could not find a card
From a child who lives in Heaven.

She is still a Mother too
No matter where I reside
I had to leave she understands
But oh the tears she cried.


I thought that if I wrote to you
That you would come to know
That though I live in Heaven now
I still love my Mummy so.


She talks with me and dreams with me
We still share laughter too
Prayers are our way of speaking now
Would you see what you can do?

My Mum carries me in her heart
Her tears she hides from sight
She thinks of me and misses me
Sometimes far into the night.


She plants flowers in her garden
There my memory dwells
She helps other grieving parents
Trying to ease their pain as well.


So you see Mr. Hallmark
Though I no longer live on earth
I must try to find a way
To remind her of her worth.


She needs to be honoured
And remembered too
Just like children on earth
For their Mums today do.


Thank you Mr. Hallmark
I know you’ll do your best
I have done all I can do
To you I’ll leave the rest.


Find a way to tell her
How much she means to me
Until I can do it myself
When we’re joined in Eternity


(Author and title unknown)