Remembering my Parents in Heaven,
It's sad that you're not with us at this lovely time of year,
But I have precious memories of when you both were here.
You made each Christmas special, the way it's meant to be,
and filled with your love, kindness and generosity.
You were the dearest Mum & Dad, I know that I was blessed,
and pray that Christmas angels bring you sweet eternal rest.
Love is a cycle: When you love, you get hurt. When you get hurt, you hate. When you hate, you try to forget. When you try to forget, you start missing. And when you start missing... you'll eventually fall in Love again
Love is missing someone whenever you're apart, but somehow feeling warm inside because you're close in heart.
My mom told me angels are in heaven, so why is she on earth?