This is the story of my Mummy, who even though we cannot see...
Lives within you and me!
When my Mummy's body was no longer strong, it was time for her to move along.
Before my Mummy had to say goodbye, she whispered gently: It's OK to cry.
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Even though I cannot stay, I will still be with you every day.
I am the dancing summer breeze,
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I am the soft curl of your hair,
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I am the gurgle in your laughter,
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So when you feel lonely or just a bit blue, take a moment and think of me.
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