March 28, 2012

 

Where there was Myrtle

There was laughter and mirth

Now our hearts ache with sadness

As this season of her birth

Comes around once again

For no joy can we find

As we question the departing

Of a loved one so kind.

She must have been needed

In a better place than this

Our eyes stream with tears

As we blow her a kiss

And remember her loyalty,

Her wisdom and good sense

We celebrate her life

But that is no recompense!

Because the loss we are feeling

Is too great to express

And proves once again

That God only takes the best

She was a piece of our jig-saw

A vital part in the plan

That made us tick as a family

‘We’ll sure miss you man!’

 

And as dawn rises up

Once again on Josey Hill

It’ll be a sadder place without her

But life goes on still

So let us rejoice – together in one voice

As we thank God in Heaven

For our own – Myrtle Boyce

 

 

 

 

 

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