Till mor från ett saknat barn!


I SPES gästbok finns denna vackra dikt idag! Måste bara dela med mig av den till alla mammor som precis som jag saknar någon idag!




Grattis på Morsdagen!


Dear Mr. Hallmark


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 stores to find a card,
a card of love for my mother,
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's cried.


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


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


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


She plants flowers in my garden,
there my living memory dwells.
She writes to other grieving parents,
trying to ease their pain as well.


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


She needs to be honoured,
and remembered too,
Just as the children
of Earth will 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 for myself,
when she joins me in eternity.


Peaceful loving, blessed Mother's Day
to all the mothers.


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