I watched so proudly as with love
She gathered your bouquet,
A host of pink and red
So carefully bound into display;
With gift intact and endless love
She lay them by your bed,
"Do you think that Gran will like them dad?"
"She'll love them Emm!" I said.
A little girl whose heart now broken
Asks for reasons why,
And I think perhaps that Pa needs help
Painting rainbows in the sky.
Dear Mum (Grandma),
No words can ever express our loss.
God's garden is now filled by the sweetest rose of all.
Love Always,
- Your son John and grandaughter Emma.