The White Rose

Last week my friends and I were talking,
mostly we talked about Rachel and Mam,
and how much we missed them,
and how sad it was that they were gone.

My friends said they have had symbols that Rachel
is still with them, the three of them each got white feathers
in unexpected places, and it touched them and they knew
they were sent from Rachel.

 I said I havent received any signs any symbols,
but that a white feather would not be from my Mam,
it wouldnt have the significance for me about Mam that it had for them
about Rachel.

I also said, that I felt mam was at peace and resting,
and maybe I wouldnt get a sign, maybe mam wasnt into that.

I was wrong.

My mam was a yorkshire lass, and at her funeral,
her sister explained that yorkshires lasses are represented
by the white rose, and she placed a white rose in with mam,
and on her grave.

I thought it was nice, I like roses anyway,
and white ones I find particularly lovely, anyway, yesterday,
my youngest said to me, ' Mam, have you seen nannys garden'
now I walked in and out of there everyday this week of course
I have seen nannys garden, so I said yeah why, she said, no go
and look, I was being a bit of a lazy mare, so I said why,
she insists I get up and look, so I did, and there, in a early spring garden,
on a rose bush, with nothing else growing,
is one single full
beautiful white rose.





Hi mam,
thanks,                    
Love and miss you.

M.