It\'s almost your birthday again
but you\'ve passed on;
Watching o\'er me in heaven
my heart weighs a ton.
I remember the blue dress you wore
Can\'t quite tell the shade--but bright
Your jewelry--the odd smell in the air-
And casket all gave a morbid sight.
I think you gave us different gifts
But the best one for me is Love.
And teaching me no matter how different people are,
they all deserve love from us and the Father above.
I was always your \"baby\", so intuitive
Very astute to your anxiety and fear
But you did what you must to make things work
And I\'ll hold onto the sweet memories, mother dear!