 Still Mummy
Has anybody up there seen her She walks with grace Kind of face Skin so fair Dark of hair She never saw our home All hope was gone Room still echoes Empty without her voice Yet her spirit moves Without a noise A void unfilled Miss her every day Spine still chilled When her name I say With life abound The children play I still wonder How she’d look today I may still go under As I think of her heartbeat To this day My favourite sound By Steve Ellis INTOTHEBLUE
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