Dear DaughterYou left too soon with much life left to live,Your heart ceased beating with much love left to giveI still see you in so many ways,in many things that full my daysThe flutter of a butterfly's wings,The cheerful tune a bluebird singsThe perfume of flowers that fills the air,A gentle breeze that brushes my hairEvery sunset on the sea,and every sunrise that I seeYou're always around and always so near,forever in my heart and always so dear.
Elaine MacMullen, Meriden
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