This was written by my Mother for my Grandmothers Funeral... one edit for the occasion.
Oh! You slipped away
in the (evenings) night...
Yet your voice stays near us,
With your spirit our delight.
The music of your laughter;
the harmonies of your songs
Will chime out though our lives...
Heart felt and strong.
- Constance Adcox-Lowden (1995)
I miss you mommy! Gosh Thursdays are so hard. I can now say I officially have a least favorite day of the week.
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