Spring Is Here

Spring Is Here The flowers are blooming. The yard is cut and trimmed just how you like it. Daddy painted the house. Mom, can you see down from heaven? Everything looks nice, but, Mom, there is one thing missing, and that is you. Dad is still sitting on the porch in that old chair taking naps. The outside of the house looks just like you like it, But, The inside is missing the smell of your cooking, your voice, and most of all you. We can still see the visual of you going through the house. The smell of your perfume in the distance. We know you are in Heaven, and one day we will see you again, and hear your voice once again. Spring is Here but without you.