By Another year floats by
And the scar remains
Sure the wound has closed
The shock has subsided
But the pain will not dull
We think about you all the time
We talk about you often
To each robin we see
We extend our greetings
It’s as though you are here bedsides us
There’s comfort in that
But the tears still won’t dry
Our daughter talks about you too
Though you didn’t get to meet her
“Nanny Dot in the sky”
Who loves her liquorice allsorts
You would be so proud of her
I hope you’re proud of us too
We love you
We miss you
Our daffodil dancing in the wind
That’s beautiful! Sorry for the loss of your mum! It’s never easy, however old you are! Lovely to keep her memory alive! I never met my Dad’s mum, but I’ve heard so many lovely things about here. It makes me feel close to her, like I actually knew her. Interested to read your other work on here. Just felt I wanted to comment on this one first. Take it easy.😊
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Thank you! Oh it’s for my Nan but thank you for the sentiment ❤️
Thank you so much for reading and for commenting, it means a lot ☺️
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Thanks for clarifying.😄 I thought you were refering to ‘Nan’ from what your daughter’s perspective. Still, a sad loss. She must have meant a lot to you.
All the best, H.G
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