The message in the light..

A single drop of rain falls,
silently,
Laying softly upon her face,
Undetected,
Her tears
surrounding it's grace,
Her small fragile hands,
grasping a rose of beauty fair,
It saddens her heart,
Knowing you,
are no longer there.
Raindrops trickle,
upon the ground,
Muttering out her sobbing sound,
No shelter, does she seek,
Drenched in pain and sorrow,
The raindrops welcomed,
As to comfort and console,
Sitting amongst the flowers,
scents aromatic,
in the rain,
Wishing you would come back,
Release her of this pain,
The soil fresh,
Tithing to muddy puddles,
A smeared reflection does she see,
"Is that you?, or only me i see?

"My mother my love,
i missed you,
You've come back for me"

She looked up,
with hopes to see you there,
But sadly,
it wasn't so,
tears dwelling ,
within her eyes,
The hardest part,
Is letting go,
Looking into the puddle again,
Her tears mingling,
within the rain,
Realizing it was her own reflection,
She could see,
In that moment her tears stopped ,
Her face began to smile,

" mum i look like you,
And you like me,
I'll never forget your face,
You see"

She placed the rose within her hand ,
Gently upon the stone,
the rain stopped,
She no longer felt alone,
sun came shinning through,
Casting light across the stone,
She smiled,
And recited this,

"dearest mum in heaven,
I'm glad that you got home,
You left your message like you said,
The sunshine on the stone".