The tears fall down my face
As the memory comes to my mind
When I pick up the ‘phone,
She is no longer there,
No longer with us,
But as the tears flow
I look around and see her,
See her in the flowers,
The flowers that were hers.
The white lily standing tall
Showing me her love,
The amaryllis flowering in June
Reminding me of her,
And showing me she is there.
She will always be with me,
In my mind and in my soul,
As I remember her
And the wonderful times we had,
Those times we had together.
I look at the flowers
And remember my Nan,
Remember her with love.