My dearest mama,

today it's your birthday;

if you still would be here

you would have become 87 years...

Last February you passed away

nearly 10 months ago....

And I know, that where you are,

is the best place to be,

because when life becomes a burden,

it's a charity to may rest.......

surrounded by pure love.......

I know you're still around me

with your love and  care,

your help and compassion...

And when I see 'our' humour

you accompany my laughter..

all these little, warm presences

give me comfort, joy and peace..................I blow a kissssssssssssssssss..... to you..........

My Flowerheart for her funeral was filled with : * Pink  Persian buttercups, *blue and white anemones,* blue hyacinths ( smelling wonderful!), * white freesia's, * white snowballs.