Xarifa 8th November 2007

We are the ones god chose to take, we are the ones you could not awake. We are the buds you see on a tree, we are the ones whose spirit runs free. We are the bulbs you may plant in spring, we are the sound when you hear the birds sing. We are the ones who could not cry, we are the ones he chose to die. Our tears are the tips on the morning dew, we are the ones you never knew. We are the rain that's left on the grass, the test of life we did not pass. We are the bee's you hear hum, we had no voice to call you Mum, We are the forest that fragrance the wood, to be with you, if only we could. We are the sun, the clouds, the moon, we are the blooms that went too soon. We are the stars that shine above, we are the ones you could not love. Forget-me-not's that's what we are, we grow in your garden not very far. We are a heart broken in two, we are the ones who belong to you. We are the ones you could not share, we are the empty space you see there. So really you see us in every way, FORGET-ME-NOT for every day. All my love Mum.Xx