Carnations were your favourite, but any flower would do,
When celebrations came around, Iโd always buy a bunch for you.
They made you smile, the perfect gift, they brightened up your day,
This year, I donโt know what Iโll do, now that youโve gone away.
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Last year I bought you roses; I bought carnations too,
When Motherโs Day, it came around, your birthday closely followed too.
Youโd gone before they wilted, you left them in full bloom,
And because of COVID lockdowns, we never saw them in your room.
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This year I feel so saddened, as March has stumbled in,
The month which holds mixed blessings for us all, as Heaven took you in.
Iโm trying not to focus, on the vast and gaping hole,
The one left when you passed away, a chunk of my heart you surely stole.
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Your birthday it will soon be here, and soon itโs Motherโs Day,
Upon this sadness you would frown, โitโs wastefulโ you would surely say.
Iโll buy some flowers, red and white, and keep them just for me,
Each time I gaze upon them I will know that in my heart youโll be.
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