She Exists
Without Prejudice
I carry her heart, I carry it in my heart. I don't need photos to remember. And it's mine. For me. She remains, she exists in my heart. For 24 years I have carried her heart in my heart. She will always be there, plump brown childish hand in mine. Warm. Not cold, not dead, warm, dancing, twirling in ballet poses and a river, rainbow of long hair down her back.
She shimmers, she eases my pain, she walks beside me, forever. On Friday we will celebrate her life. A lovely life, twelve years of beauty, song, fun, cheekiness. Her brown face split with a smile, the gap in her front teeth, the scar on her eyebrow. There is not one cell of her being I don't carry in my heart.
I carry her in my heart, I carry her heart in my heart.
In love and honour Miss Flossy,
Your mum xxx
I carry her heart, I carry it in my heart. I don't need photos to remember. And it's mine. For me. She remains, she exists in my heart. For 24 years I have carried her heart in my heart. She will always be there, plump brown childish hand in mine. Warm. Not cold, not dead, warm, dancing, twirling in ballet poses and a river, rainbow of long hair down her back.
She shimmers, she eases my pain, she walks beside me, forever. On Friday we will celebrate her life. A lovely life, twelve years of beauty, song, fun, cheekiness. Her brown face split with a smile, the gap in her front teeth, the scar on her eyebrow. There is not one cell of her being I don't carry in my heart.
I carry her in my heart, I carry her heart in my heart.
In love and honour Miss Flossy,
Your mum xxx
