Dear Kim,

Your first Mother's Day,

Not sure what to say.

A bittersweet present,

Without our daughter present.

She's been taken,

But never forsaken.

In both our hearts,

From start,

To finish.

We may always fish,

For the reason.

But never easing,

Is the answer.

It's a cancer,

That'll tear us.

So we must,

Strive on.

Stay strong.

For her.

For a cure,

That'll stop the pain.

That'll stop the strain.

Remember you and I,

Will again try and try.

We have love to share,

She knows we care,

And always will,

Even with a new Jill or Bill.

I love you both, Happy Mother's Day.