Quiet saddens
 

 Quiet saddens
Tear from inside
Quiet saddens
Because you left us

Never hear again: "Uncle Rex, may I want to come below?"
Never more roll or catch balls together in the corridor.
Never more conceal and seek little ducks together.
Never more divide an ice-cream together.
Never more dance round the table together.

Dear Linda, I will miss you very much.
But now you are safely in heaven, by the Lord Jesus
And when my time is there, you will be there to greet me.
Rest softy, dear cousin.
 

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