| Dear Mr. Hallmark, I am writing you from Heaven, and though it must appear A rather strange idea, I see everything from here. I just popped in to visit, your stores to find a card. A card of love for my mother as this day for her is hard. There must be some mistake I thought, every card you could imagine, except I could not find a card from a child who lives in Heaven. She is still a mother too, no matter where I reside I had to leave she understands, but oh the tears she's cried. I thought that if I wrote to you, that you would come to know That though I live in Heaven now, I still love my mother so. She talks with me, and dreams with me, we still share laughter too, memory's our way of speking now, would you see what you could do? My mother carries me in her heart, her tears she hides fropm sight. She writes poems to honor me sometimes far into the night. She plants flowers in my garden, there my living memory dwells She writes to other grieving parents trying to ease their pain as well. So you see Mr Hallmark though I no longer live on earth I must find a way to remind her of her wondrous worth. She needs to be honored and remembered too. Just like the children of earth today will do. Thank you Mr. Hallmark, I know that you'll do your best I have done all I can do; to you I'll leave the rest. Find a way to tell her how much she means to me until I can do it for myself when she joins me in eternity. (C) Jody Seilheimer |
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| Mother's Day Wish From Heaven |