Leaves the
color of embers of fire,
the color
of her hair, floats down from trees
that point
to Heaven
Her Mother's
heart waits here
The grass stands
green and strong,
her eyes have
seen to this
She wipes
away her Mother's tears
and gently
places a loving kiss.
The butterflies
drift on by,
like her Angel's
gliding wings.
The flowers
bloom in endless streams
as she stands
beside and sings.
"Mother, I
am here with you.
I'll see you
in your dreams.
Remember as
I stand beside you
in the wood
and near the streams."
"My heart is
free and while silence reigns,
my thoughts
they turn to you.
How oh so
special it has been
to spend my
time with you."
"For I am here,
not that far
away.
Look in your
heart and as you do,
I will hear
you pray."
In loving memory
of Michelle.
Written by
Nico
Michelle Marie
Greever
8/24/84 ~
11/5/93
Organ &
Cornea Donor
