Eyes all aglow

I travelled back to where you were born
A trip I had promised you
When your fate was spelled out one morn
By the specialist treating you

We hoped of course this was not true
As treatment the bad signs did quell
But sadly in your heart you knew
That your disease was your death knell

I climbed the staircase one last time
And kissed your lips as you slept on
Not to wake for me anytime
You were still here but you had gone

I booked a flight to old England
Where you had a favorite place
A lake you would swim with your friends
As three scholgirls all shy in face

What better gift could I give you
Than place your ashes happily
To swim in the lakes water now
Whispering pines and bobbing lily

The years have passed for everyone
I have been back to say hello
And pictured three girls squealing there
Splashing water, eyes all aglow

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