My dear Mom passed away two days ago, on a beautiful Sunday morning, at the age of 80.
I truly miss her, but I know she's now in Heaven.

Mothers never really die,
they just keep the house up in the sky.
They polish the sun by day and light the
stars that shine at night, keep the moonbeams
silvery bright and in the heavenly home
above they wait to welcome those they love.

My mother is a never ending song
in my heart of comfort, happiness and being.
I may sometimes forget the words
but I always remember the tune.