Mother's Day A Poem

Mother’s Day comes once a year

Let us all hold ours so dear

Even if they are no longer here

We can remember them all year

There’s not a day that goes by

That I do not remember mine

Only having her for a few short years

She’s in my heart and always near

My Mothers favorite flower was

The delicate yellow daffodil

In honor of her, I made

Stained glass ones to gently sway

Hanging in a window array

Looking out into the garden

In the springtime, you can see

Daffodils I’ve planted

For her from me

I know that she did not want to die

But it was her time to say goodbye

She’s an angel looking down on me

Until we meet for an eternity