Amid tears we smile and laugh,
Never have we been closer, than when we have been helping each other,
Now we know how to listen, even though sometimes it is to our own voices,
In the middle of all this, we still hug and kiss and hold hands awkwardly, and in the
Very icy slippery days of winter, she will still reach for my arm offered, for support,
Everyday I wake up I am thankful she is beside me,
Rich has my life been, have you seen her art?,
She is a great mother, as I read recently if she embarrasses them, they have not lived long enough,
Art she does, artist she is, colour to the darkness, her imagination
Reaches beyond the rainbow, somewhere, someday, somehow, you will still finds us together for
Years from the past added to years from now, we will still be having a blast!