Hear!!
The Winds Glorious Tune and Feel Peaceful...
As a Swan Soaring on the Winds so Graceful...
Listen!!
As the Wind Carries Whispers to You, so Sweet...
Feel the Delight & Be Lighthearted, Free & Complete...
My, Whispers!!
In the Wind have Found You, Kissing Your Heart, with Mommies Words of Truth...
From My Heart, the Whispers in the Wind are Weaved Only for You...
Calm & Complete!!
The Whispering Wind, Begins to Clear, Their Messages Delivered...
The Winds Whispers now Soar Freely in all Directions, with Ease... 

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Close Your Eyes

Listen! As Whispers of Night, find Your Heart Partially Missing,
Loves Words, Hear Them Now in Your Heart and Soul, Reminiscing

I Am, the Voice of My Past, be Not Afraid.
Come Follow Mommies Heart, and Let the Rain
Wash Away, All the Sorrow from Your Heart.
Together We shall Lay them to Rest in the Past, far Apart
From Us, and Both move Forward in Your Life, with Loving Hearts.

Hear! The Whispers of the Wind Blowing cross Crystal Skies of Blue,
See the Colors of the Whispers Blend, inside Your Heart so True.

I Am, but One of the Voices, of Your Future.
Enjoy the path Your Journey will take, in Your Future,
Discovering Your Destiny,  Your Future is Yet, Unwritten, in Life
I Pray Your Future still has Room in Your Heart, for Mommies Love , Inside.

You Don’t Need to Hold onto the Last Words Said,
Let the Wind come to You, through One’s Eyes & into Your Heart & Soul
Bringing New Words of Love, Whispered to You each Day, Instead.

I Am, the Voice in Your Soul
Let Me help Guide Your Soul to Freedoms Heights
Filled with Love, Grace & Peace for Your Destinies Goal

Feel The Wind

Let the Whispers on the Wind Touch You & Feel Alive,
And know, You’ve Nothing Missing in Life.

I Am, the Voice that Whispers to You as Night Descends.
Like the Whippoorwill Singing his Love Song,
Feel Me Releasing all the Sorrow and Pain, to there Ends.
It's Time to let them Go, set Free Your Heart to Grow Strong.

Let the Whispering Winds carry the Sounds of Serenity
Of Your Hearts Freedom, Drifting on to Find its Identity

I Am, the  Voice Beating in Both our Hearts.
Throughout all My Days of this Life, thats Left of Mine.
My Heart is Wishing to Hold You Close Again, Never Apart,
As I Once Held, My Precious Babe to My Breast, so Divine.

Grasp the Hurling Motion of Wind, My Son & Fly,
With Your Spirit & Mine, let Them Float Free as the Eagle in the Sky.

I Am, the Voice Whispering to Your Spirit.
May Your Spirit always Sail Free with Mine & Your Fathers,
Let it Drift on the Winds Free, Light with Joy, Peace & Serenity.

Hear! My, ‘I love yous,” Whispering on Natures Breath, like Fine Art
As the Wind Carries Them like Chiffon, to Your Heart

I Will be the Voice Whispering in Your Dreams.
When Night Descends and Takes You,
Into Your Dreamland, let My Prayers be Blessed in Your Grand Esteems,
Hear me Calling your name, Timmy, I Love You!!,
Like the Seas Love the Shore, & Fairies Love their Schemes.

Hear The Whispers

 Let the Whispers enter Your Heart, as One
Of Natures Child's, for it Flows in Your Veins, My Son

I Am, the Voice Howling in the Forest.
The Wind Gusting through the Trees Blowing,
A Cool Breeze through the Valley's Lowest,
The Whispers, that I Cherish in My Heart, are the Love Owing,
For the One Child born to me, for all the Years to Come, life's Hardest.

 Take My Hand in Your Dreams My Son, lets Follow
Natures Celestial & Gracious path and Peacefully Gaze upon, many a Fairy Swallow

I Am, the Voice in the Spring, when New Life Begins Again.
I Pray that the New Season of Falls Colors,
That Glisten like a Rainbow in Sunlight & Drives away the Misery Bane,
As the Whispers find Your Heart in Peace & Light of Loves Galores.

I Am, the Whispers in the Pouring Rain & Windstorm
Hear them, Night & Day, Calling your Name,
Forever more, Calling, in the Whispers Storm

I Am, the Voice Shouting, in the Wind & Pouring Rain.
For even Then, the Whispers, Carry My Love for You.
Be it Raining or Howling Winds, Slowly They Wane
Through, to Carry My Love to You, Tears Shed for You,
Night & Day, My Heart Misses Your Sparkling Eyes, with Pain.

The Whispers in the Wind, Carry the Messages
For the Physical Me, without Appendages

Whispers are the of the Physical Me, Unheard.
Though You do not Hear my Physical Voice very Often, in Your Life these Days,
My Thoughts and Prayers are with You, Day & Night, Undeterred.
I Miss You Timmy, I Miss You Sadly, I Love You, Forever & Always.

Have A Glorious Happy
Fifteenth Birthday

Mommy Loves you
My Darling Son,
Timothy Sewell Morris
XOXOXOXOXO
For My Darling Son Timmy Whom I Miss So Very Much

Written by:
Pamela Turtle Collins
  Asha
2010©