Sunday

A Mother's Day wish from heaven!



Dear Mr. Hallmark,

We are writing to you from heaven, and though it must appear
A rather strange idea, we see everything from here.

We just popped in to visit, your stores to find a card
A card of love for our mother, as this day for her is hard.

There must be some mistake we thought, every card you could imagine
Except we could not find a card, from a child who lives in heaven.

She is still a mother too, no matter where we reside
we had to leave, she understands, but oh the tears she’s cried.

We thought that if we wrote you, that you would come to know
that though we live in heaven now, we still love our mother so.

She talks with us, and dreams with us; we still share laughter too,
Memories our way of speaking now, would you see what you could do?

My mother carries us in her heart, her tears she hides from sight.
She writes poems to honor us, sometimes far into the night

She lights a special candle often, there our living memory dwells
She writes to other grieving parents, trying to ease their pain as well.

So you see Mr. Hallmark, though we no longer live on earth
We must find a way, to remind her of her wondrous worth

She needs to be honored, and remembered too
Just as the children of earth will do.

Thank you Mr. Hallmark, We know you’ll do your best
We have done all we can do; to you we’ll leave the rest.

Find a way to tell her, how much she means to us
Until we can do it for ourselves, when she joins us in eternity.

~ Regards, Gilmour Babies ~

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