Mam, our first Mother's Day apart in 45 years. You're in every gentle raindrop and each glint of morning dew, you're the breeze that softly whispers and the autum's golden hue. You're in the winter's gentle snowfalls and the warming summer sun, the first bright, fragrant flowers when the springtime's just begun. For although I really miss you, always have and always will, nature's beauty all around me, let's me know you're with me still. But to put my arms around you with a kiss and a boquet, is all I will ever long for every year on Mother's Day. Love and Miss you loads x x x x