......taken this morning in our front yard.
Momma, you are with the angels and at peace, I know.
But at the same time, dear mother, canít help but miss you so.
Every Christmas song, I hear, that you loved so dearly,
Churns my emotions; heavy is my heart, eyes get teary.
Your picture is on our mantel, a lit candle glows next to you.
Sometimes I think you smile, when the flame flickers and moves.
It depends on my mood if I think you look happy or sad,
Still, your eyes seem to say, ďIím at peace and oh, so very glad..Ē
I hear your soft voice whisper, ďdry your tears, there is no need to cry.
Enjoy the gift of life, and live, live live, donít mourn, please no more sighs.
Feel the Christmas cheer within your home and deep within your heart,
And feel Iím with you, my dear, for my love will never ever part.