God gave her wings and told her to fly,
but I could never understand why.
My Mum was brave and strong
but before I knew it, she was gone.
Her spirit took off into the sky,
before I could even get a chance to say
a proper goodbye.
But God looked down on me and whispered,
don't cry your Mum's wings were ready to fly.
C.Holder - 14.03.21
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