Tuesday was my dads' birthday.
He was not in form for it, naturally,
I was working, all my sisters came to visit.

He had a great day, and something happened
that made us know our mam was making sure,
she was part of his day without doubt.

Remember the white rose story, back in feb,
well the bush had started to bud again, but
the small buds that were on it are actually yellow,
and that was how I had remembered that bush
as a yellow one not white.

When I finished work, I went into dad, some
of the family were still there,  of course, Noreen,
my earth angel and her two lads were there, and
another sister, they had waited to go out to the grave
for me.

As I went in Noreen was watching for me, and came out,
she saw my face as I walked up the garden path,
we both smiled with tears in our eyes,
for there on the front of the yellow rose bush
in full bloom again was a single white rose.

Dad was upset and delighted at the same time,
but he is old stock, so he doesnt know what to believe,
Noreen and me, well we are in no doubt, we know,
our mam was taking part in his day, no way would she
miss out anyway.

I take all the comfort and validation I can get in this world
and once again I get to say,

Thanks Mam,
Love you, Miss you always!

Maria