I saw your thistle in the sky today,
cottony white against a fierce blue sky,
Scottish even now, it made me smile.
I notice your cardinals fly around me,
in those moments when I need you most,
red and bright, glorious in life.
I hear your voice in my dreams,
speaking advice and sage counsel,
reminding me of lessons past and learned.
Thank you for thinking of me.
Thank you for loving me.
I love you too,