~And she misses you the most~

They had the silence talk,

Each day during their walk,

The evening breeze and the fresh air,

Made interesting conversations for the pair.

They had a wonderful chemistry,

For others it would seem like a mystery,

One loved gardening and recycled everything old,

The other enjoyed eating peanuts together, when it got cold.

Their love was unconditional and pure,

The journey of thirty years felt near,

As they were always a call away,

This time it was different, no other way.

What are left is memories to smile on,

There is no measure on how you feel mom,

He misses and wants to meet you more than you do,

Wishes he could be back to say those last words he wanted to.