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Nov 2020
When I feel alone or sad I sometimes talk to you
I tell you all the worries I have, some are old, some new.
In other times like Happy Times, I wish that you were near
To share all these times with us, then remember you're not here.
I hope that you are proud of me, of all that I have done
I know that you are looking down on my daughters and my son.
I really miss you more each day in all I say or do
I'd love to have more memories, more of just me and you.
Until that day is here gran, I'll really try my best
To keep your memory going with my kids and the rest.
So keep papa in tow up there, I'm sure you're having a ball
Just remember to keep a space for when I get the call.
Written by
Joanne Murdoch
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   Jeremy Stacy
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