The empty chair,
The unmade bed,
The missing shoes,
The simple things are the things I miss,
The wake up calls,
The waiting for to stand up tall.
The names in the sand,
The balloons in the air,
The lanterns from a far,
Are the things I have to do for you
While wishing on a Star.
18 months you should have been today,
toddling all around.
Fluttering around with the butterflies,
guiding us along.
For Melody Caitlyn we’ll always miss you,
And I’ll always be your mum
(taken in Cape Town)