She sends flowers every year on this day
It was such a loss, yet with me to stay
She was with me through it all and holding my hand
Caring and supportive, trying to understand
How something so horrible could happen to me
"Something good will come of it", she made me believe
And it did, and I'm here living a dream life
A stay at home mother and a grateful wife
But every year on this day I am reminded of pain
Something so hurtful, I hope to never feel again
And even though she has her own grief to bare
She remembers me and sends me flowers to share
I am reminded how much she has been with me all the while
And I will never forget the feeling of losing my child
My Mother has been with me every step of the way
And she sends me flowers every year On This Day
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Thinking about you.
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