02/05/2016
If Tulips grow in Heaven Lord, please pick a bunch for me, and place them in my loved ones arm's, and tell them they are from me. Tell him I love him, and when he turns to smile, place a kiss upon his cheek and hold him for a while. Because remembering him is easy, I do it every day, but there is an ache within my heart, which will never go away. My family that are up there too, you are always in my heart, and I look for you in the skies, each night when it is dark. But perhaps you are not stars in the sky, but the beautiful things we see, like my purple tulips, sent to you, from me. If tears could build a stairway, and memories a lane, i'd walk right up to Heaven, and bring you all back home again.
