Marble Memories

Frozen in the grey sea of stones
The blue and green stands proud, strong, powerful,
Reflecting the memories, the sun works its magic.

Staring back at me with its heart but no beating soul,
My good luck charm as fortunate as winning the lottery,
As touching as a daydream.

Placed perfectly,
Reminding me of what it holds,
Beautiful, smooth, glowing
Precious objects stained in the hard cold concrete,
Gone but not forgotten ,
Reminding me of her loving, beautiful, heart
My mum.

The sparkles remain with her in a better place.
I stand there feeling the sorrow and pain
I feel her love with me every time I see them.