Balloons will fly to Heaven
Every shade of purple for you
Candles will mark your memory
Yizkor will be attempted
365 days will have passed and like many the world has changed
Too many losses and not much gained
We have cried tears that we have not shown
Your children are married
Your grandchildren are married
You lived to see two great grand children
One you never got to hold
The other isn't even three years old
We will tell them stories and show them photographs
2020 broke hearts and minds
Somehow it doesn't want to leave us yet
We will get through this Tuesday
Just letting you know we miss you, Mom.

C@rainbowchaser2021