Mother, Dianna's Here

About my dear cousin

Mother, Dianna’s Here

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I wrote this for my dear

Cousin Dianna who was a Tranny just like me

who died of AIDS 3 years ago, I miss her dearly

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 Mother, Dianna’s here I can see her

Dancing through the flowers

Come Mother, look through the window

Can you see her?

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 Look at her face so happy so peaceful

Look, there's a mist of love all around her

Even the butterflies dance along with her

So beautiful, so colourful

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 Look Mother, look deep into her eyes

Her love is filling the sky

Flowers all around her are blooming

It looks so wonderful Mother

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 I hear something Mother

I can hear her talking to me

Deep in my heart I can hear her

Can you hear it Mother?

A voice so sweet so pure

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 I can hear her words

Words saying

There is no pit so deep

That love is not deeper still

Did you here that Mother?

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 Mother, Dianna's here I can see her.

Dancing through the flowers

Come Mother, look through the window

Can you see her?

 

Reviews

[Wolfwind]

It's sad when one we love passes beyond the gates of the radiant sun. Yet, it's beautiful how you've been able to share the beauty of her soul with us, in such a lovely tribute. It's a piece that tips a tear, yet brings a smile, knowing that her memory shall always be cherished. Nicely written.

Aaron

[Tranny-Poet]

Thank for your lovely words...Yes Dianna was a very beautiful person who loved life...Again thank you