In memory of Lucille Milich who passed away on February 11, 2021

Look up to the sky. Now tell me what you see. A cloud, the moon, possibly the sun. Many answers there will be. When I look up to the sky, I’ll tell you what I see. I always see my mother, And she’s looking back at me. She tells me she didn’t want to leave us, But it was time for her to depart. It was the hardest thing she had to do, And she knew it broke my heart She tells me we mustn’t be sad Because finally she’s pain free. She’s found her place in heaven Underneath a blossom tree. She’ll always be there to guide us When we feel we’ve lost the way. She’ll always be there to comfort us And wipe those tears away. She’ll always be there to share our joy And laugh at the jokes we make. In order to feel her presence, Only a little imagination it’ll take. She may be in the form of a butterfly Or a softly floating feather Or a cardinal sitting in a tree Or simply part of the weather. It’s been one year since she left our side But for me it will never be goodbye.

If I want to see her, all I need to do

Is look up to the sky.

Greatly missed and forever loved,

Steve and Marla

Mary Ann and Floyd

Mark and Shelley

Her Grandchildren and their Families