You are missed so much and will always be a treasured friend. X
Carol
22nd July 2023
THINK OF ME
When you hear a blackbird's tune,
When you gaze upon the moon,
When the soft breeze strokes your hair,
Think of me and I'll be there.
When you're scared in the dark of night,
I'll kiss and whisper away your fright,
Then you'll breathe the soft, still air,
And think of me: I will be there.
I am not lost.
I am not mislaid.
I'm not a parcel with postage unpaid.
I am not passed: it's just my body was not built to last.
When you hear my favourite song,
Conjure me: I'll be along,
Curl up tight in my favourite chair,
And dream of me: I will be there.
I am not lost.
I am not mislaid.
I'm not a parcel with postage unpaid.
I'm not really gone: it's just my body could not hold on.
So.. When you hear a blackbird's tune,
When you gaze upon the moon,
When the soft breeze strokes your hair,
Think of me: I WILL be there.
kirsty
1st August 2019
What we once enjoyed and deeply loved we can never lose, for all that we love deeply becomes part of us. By-Helen-Keller
Love and miss you Aunty Margaret. Lucinda and Marco xXx
Lucinda
27th July 2019