Bunny and Pooh Bear

Hello,
I lost my mom in June of 97 she died of breast cancer at 54. She was not only my mom but my best friend, my life and the reason I am what I am today. Not a day went by that I didn't talk to her. We Had gone thru a lot when I was young. I lost my dad at 12 he also died at 54 of heart problems. So my mom and I had
to hold it together. I'm not sure really what to tell you just that we both
loved angels, we were very much into the mother daughter bond, I can tell you that I got married 3years ago and wore her wedding dress. She was so happy that day you'd think she was the bride. My life is very empty now and I miss her very much. I feel as if a part of me died the day she was taken by God.
Could you please make a personal poem for my mother and me about the mother daughter relationship. My name is Michelle and she always called me her pooh bear. Moms name was Kathleen, her birthday was in April so they nicknamed her Bunny when she was little. My step father who i am very close to called her lady Kathleen. They were high school sweethearts and pinned in college. when
they married after my father died it was really a fairy tale romance. He has also felt a tremendous loss. we (my parent, my husband & I) were all very close did a lot together. Its strange for it to be just the 3 of us now. I hope this will help you. I greatly appreciate your help with something I can express my love with to her. Thank you, Michelle

Bunny and Pooh Bear,

together we could dream,

together we were happy,

we truly were a team.

You see, I lost my Dad early,

before I was in my teens,

I hope you never experience,

exactly what that means.

So that left Mum and me,

Bunny and Pooh Bear,

left holding it together,

left feeling that life's unfair.

I got married three years ago,

and I wore her wedding dress,

felt the warmth of the fabric,

and the glow of Mum's happiness.

But life doesn't last forever,

another knock, another door,

far too soon, too early,

Mum went at fifty four.

And it feels pretty strange now,

just the three of us on our own,

can't help feeling lonely,

can't help feeling all alone.

But we believe in Angels,

and the heights to which they soar,

believe in love everlasting,

believe in love for evermore.

And Mum will make a beautiful Angel,

because I know God has one more,

and you'll be watching over us,

like all those years before.

Because Bunny and Pooh Bear,

together we can dream,

together we can be happy,

because we truly are a team.