Lily

You roam the spiritual plane,
Feeling no pain,
A shining light that will never wane,
Your Mother's thinking of you again,
Will her life ever be the same?

But you are free,
As anyone can see,
Away from lifes torment,
In her memory you'll never be dormant.

You go wherever the wind blows,
The world never slows,
Little spirit pure and bright,
Go safely into the light.