The clouds and the sky

They're your colours...white and blue.

When I challenge myself, I think of you.

Because I know there was nothing you can't do.

And that I should try too.

Here I am lying on the ground.

With my eyes closed, I sing your song.

I know I can't do this for long.

But the music in my ear makes me want to carry on.

And then I open my eyes and look above.

The clouds are so white and the sky is so blue

I know you're somewhere out there, looking down on me.

Telling me how proud you are that I have come this far.

Mommy has been tyring to write a poem for you since you left, but you probably have noticed that writing poems or in fact, writing in general is not what I am good at. But because of you, I do what I do, even if it means embarrassing myself for writing like a grade school pupil. But hey, it's for you anak and I don't really care.

So, I hope you liked my first attempt at writing a poem for you. Show it to your angel friends and let me know what they think, okay?

I love you my baby. Mommy misses you.

Mommy Tintin