Goldfinch60

Nan.

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.