My tears turn crystal
As I think of you my son.
Your cards I read and cherish.
The last a special one.
A year ago on mothers day
This card was sent by you.
Signed with lots of love with saying
"Dreams they do come true”
Today there will be no cards.
No flowers will I see.
Just the card I'm reading now.
Of times what used to be.
Why the lord he took you?
Was it just nine months ago?
I guess He and He alone
Is the only one to know.
Again my tears like crystals,
Flowing from a chandelier.
Reflecting all the memories
That a mother holds so dear.
Now I take this card
I hold it to my breast.
Hope you feel my heart beat,
Deep in side my chest.
It will beat a rhythm
You will hear my sigh
What the rhythm's saying is
Your the apple of your mothers eye.
TK