You are not present in the flesh,
but I know that you are here
A candle flickers on my table.
burning for you, Mother dear.
You gave me life in February,
Cherished me with love, so true.
I had the greatest start in life
and I owe it all to you.
Though I didn’t have you long
and I miss you so each day.
Sweet memories of time we shared,
will never fade away.
© Ann Wilson