Friday 28th September

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How’s my little Frankie?

Your dear Nan asked today

He’s gone off to heaven

I struggled quietly to say

But you didn’t tell me

Her tears fall in dismay

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Dementia’s a curse

Her mind in disarray

Confusion, lost mem’ries

Pain that won’t go away

I did love him so much

The games we used to play

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Trying to remember

When life was all okay

A time of innocence

Filled with fun everyday

How things change so swiftly

Now the brain does decay

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We all loved you so much

Wish you were here to stay

Nan cannot understand

That you have passed away

My dear little Frankie

In heaven’s where you lay

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Love you so much

Sweet Angel son

xxxxxx