Dear Daughter

Dear Daughter

Record-Journal

Dear Daughter
You left too soon with much life left to live,
Your heart ceased beating with much love left to give
I still see you in so many ways,
in many things that full my days
The flutter of a butterfly's wings,
The cheerful tune a bluebird sings
The perfume of flowers that fills the air,
A gentle breeze that brushes my hair
Every sunset on the sea,
and every sunrise that I see
You're always around and always so near,
forever in my heart and always so dear.

Elaine MacMullen, Meriden


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