Sunday, 17 July 2016

A Birthday Up Above



The last of the single digits,today she would have been all of nine,
Instead, a sparkling JEWELL is celebrating her special day in Heaven Divine.
She must be dressed in a gossamer party dress very fine,
And other angels, to wish her, are standing in a line...


But here on Earth, with a heavy heart and a teary eye,
It's a struggle not to break down and cry.
This summer/monsoon day seems so very long,
And yet the family stands tall and strong.


Across two oceans prayers and wishes we do send,
To His will we must all bow and bend.
Anna loved scrambling up every tree,
So, in India, we've planted one in her memory.





Anna's tree on our plot in Teak County, near Pune, India.
Planted by my son in memory of his friend's sister on the occasion of her 9th birthday: 17th July 2016

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