(This poem is dedicated to my mother-in-law who passed away ...
as she looks upon us from above...
with her usual calm Smile...)
You may put my picture upon the wall
And look at me as teardrops fall..
I am not there, I've filled the void
I am not dead, I'm around you all.
When you awake, the morning rush....
I am in the swift uplifting hush
I am the chirpy bird that took a flight
I am the little stars that shine at night.
I am the wind that gently blow,
I am the glitter on the fluffy snow
I am the sunlight on every grain
I am the dewdrop of the rain.
Do not stare there upon the wall
And look for me with tears fall...
I am not there I've filled the void
I am not dead, I'm around you all....
