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Jean May Smith
25/9/37 - 22/2/12
“Jean”
Jean, Jean, Roses are red.
All the leaves have gone green.
And the clouds are so low,
You can touch them and so,
Come out to the meadow, Jean.
Jean, Jean, You're young and alive.
Come out of your half dreamed dream.
And run, if you will, to the top of the hill.
Open your arms, bonnie Jean.
Till the sheep in the valley come home my way.
Till the stars fall around me and find me alone.
When the sun comes a' singin, I'll still be waiting for...
Jean, Jean, Roses are red.
And all of the leaves have gone green.
While the hills are ablaze
With the moon's yellow haze,
Come into my arms, bonnie Jean.
Rod McKuen
©1969, Warner Brothers Music
I miss you
8 comments:
oh, trace, i'm so sorry.
Sending heartfelt sympathy, life - and death - is sooo intense.
So sorry you lost your mum, Trace. Warmest wishes to you.
Such a sad time for you Trace. I'm glad you were able to visit her at the end. Sincere condolences to you and your family.
I'm so sorry Trace.
I've lost my Mom, I know what you're going through.
Julie
Deepest condolences Trace.
I hope you find traces of your mother's spirit embedded in the little things you do each day.
Dear Trace,
I'm so sorry to hear your news. Take care, I'm thinking of you and sending hugs and deepest sympathy. Go down to Green's Pool, stand in the water there in that beautiful sacred place, and let the sea take your grief... she can handle it all.
xxx Christina
My deepest condolences to you. My dad died in September and i'm still finding my way through it - I find that little snippets of comfort come in the most unexpected ways. Thank you for sharing your beautiful mother with us.
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