I used to write you messages in the sand, Mother. br I knew they'd be erased br with the night's rising waters, br but I always took comfort br in knowing that you could see them br from up in Heaven. br I'd spent many evenings br on that sandy beach br writing 'I love you's' br and watching the tide rise br only to wash them away. br And I'd wish for a twinkling star br or jumping dolphin to show me br that you truly did receive my mail. br br As days pass by br and my feet no longer feel sand, br I only wish to be in Heaven with you, Mother. br We can write our messages in the stars.