played at her funeral.  Only that song sung,
nothing more.

God put us here to have fun!

So we dressed you in a lemon drop
top from Mexico, una túnica solamente.

Placed a silvery jeweled tiara on your flaxen
hair ~ put sequined ruby slippers

on your feet ~played lullabies to a land
we had heard of and dared to dream.  We wished

upon stars ~ hoped you’d wake up where there are
no sorrows, no tears, only bluebirds flying.

Your troubles melted high above
the chimney tops ~ beyond the rainbow

where the clouds are far behind you.

                            (In Honor of my Mother ~ Jean Addington Adams ~ June 13, 2010)