Remembering when I was wee, And you would set me on your knee A tale or two you'd tell to me And now I have to say goodbye You leaving us, but as we cry I just wish that I was wee As you read tales and tales to me Tommy McAneaney

Don’t think of her as gone away her journey’s just begun life holds so many facets this earth is only one. Just think of her as resting from the sorrows and the tears in a place of warmth and comfort where there are no days or years. Think how she must be wishing that we could know today how nothing but our sadness can really pass away. And think of her as living in the hearts of those she touched for nothing loved is ever lost and she was loved so much.

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