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Sent by The Christie Charity on 09/11/2015
Blow, blow, blow the cobwebs away,
Blow, blow, for there’s so much to say,
Yet what could I say that you don’t already know.
I could tell you the worries that lie on my heart,
I could cry all the tears, as death did us part
Yet what could I say that you don’t already know.
I could scream out in anger, the world’s so unfair
I’m not ready, I’m not ready, I don’t want this nightmare
Yet what could I say that you don’t already know.
You may have left and our world’s full of sorrow,
I may not know how I will make it to tomorrow
Yet what could I say that you don’t already know.
Sshh! I hear you, a voice in my heart,
“Rise up to the battle and make a new start,
I gave you the skills and the ability to choose
I gave you the gift, now it’s yours to use.
Pass it on, spread it wide, with a smile in your eye,
Don’t sit there and wonder, Why, oh why?
There’s a time to remember and oft it will come,
But there’s a time to live and it’s now,†says our mum.
So blow, blow, blow the cobwebs away,
Blow, blow, for there’s nothing to say
For what could I say that you don’t already know.
Alana Wheble
7th June 2011
With lots of happy memories - From Sunday dinner while a student to the personal delivery of English bacon and sausage to the USA. We will miss her.
Alana Wheble
24th May 2011