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Perhaps they are not the stars, but rather openings in Heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us to let us know they are happy.
Eskimo Legend

A Mother's Day Wish From Heaven By Jody Seilheimer Dear Mr. Hallmark, I am writing to you from heaven, and though it must appear A rather strange idea, I see everything from here.
I just popped in to visit, your stores to find a card A card of love for my mother, as this day for her is hard.
There must be some mistake I thought, I saw every card you could imagine Except I could not find a card, from a child who lives in heaven.
She is still a mother too, no matter where I reside I had to leave, she understands, but oh the tears she's cried.
I thought that if I wrote you, that you would come to know That though I live in heaven now, I still love my mother so.
She talks with me, and dreams with me; we still share laughter too, Memories are our way of speaking now, would you see what you could do?
My mother carries me in her heart, her tears she hides from sight. She writes poems to honor me, s sometimes far into the night
She plants flowers in my garden, there my living memory dwells She writes to other grieving parents, trying to ease their pain as well.
So you see Mr. Hallmark, though I no longer live on earth I must find a way to remind her of her wondrous worth. She needs to be honored, and remembered too Just as the children of earth will do.
Thank you Mr. Hallmark, I know you'll do your best I have done all I can do; to you I'll leave the rest.
Find a way to tell her, how much she means to me Until I can do it for myself, when she joins me in eternity.


 Perhaps they are not the stars, but rather openings in Heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us to let us know they are happy.
Eskimo Legend





May God grant you always, A sunbeam to warm you A moonbeam to charm you A sheltering Angel So nothing can harm you. Laughter to cheer you, Faithful friends near you. And whenever you pray, Heaven to hear you.

May the road rise to meet you, May the wind be always at your back, May the sun shine warm upon your face, The rains fall soft upon your fields and, Until we meet again, May God hold you in the palm of His hand.

Light a Candle Unknown
And I will light a candle for you, To shatter all the darkness And bless the little time we knew. Like a beacon in the night, The flame will burn and guide us on our way. Oh, today I light a candle for you.

Light a Candle Light a candle for those we mourn. Into a new life they will be born. Do not look for them at the gravesite. They are somewhere else radiating their beautiful light. They have gone to a new world where there is no darkness, no pain. Their light and essence will always remain. Light a candle for those who have left this mortal place. They are free to travel through time and space. When we think of them, they are near. When we sit in a beautiful garden. Their voices we hear. When we listen to a divine symphony, We close our eyes, their faces we see. Light a candle for they have not really gone. With each flickering flame, in your hearts they will always belong. © A.Pell 24/08/2005
A Mother’s Day Ode By Susan Mosquera I am your mother, by you, my child, I cannot hold. It’ll get easier with time, or so I’m told.
People may forget that I am your mother. I’m part of a secret club we only share with one another.
But that doesn’t diminish my love for you. I think of you the whole day through.
I wonder what you’re doing, my Precious Little One. We are connected by an infinite bond of love, which cannot be undone.
I will not let death tear us apart. I promise to always keep you alive in my heart.
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