{My garden of angels}

I walked outside to see my Angel garden's first bloom of Spring  2010.

I felt it was an appropriate companion to Aunt E's heartfelt, and poignant "Janin" poem.

I pick up the phone, she isn't here.

It has almost been a year.

We love her,miss her

Our loss has made us shed so many tears.

Her leaving has changed all our lives

We struggle to find our way

Oh, what I wouldn't give for just one more day

To tell her how much she meant to us all

I think she does know,she has her ways

A beautiful sunset, the trees in the fall

A hummingbird kissing a flower on a warm spring day.

Janin was unique, a work of art.

The pain that is left, of being apart.

She left such a legacy

Janin was a wife,a mother,sister and friend

Our love for her will never end.

 

~Elise