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6. When someone goes, all we can do is look around and comfort each of us who is left.
Mon Sep 23, 2013, 10:25 AM
Sep 2013

A friend of mine played this song on an acoustic guitar at my daughter's funeral.



Amid the roses Mary sits and rocks her Jesus child,
While among the tree tops, sighs a breeze so warm and mild.
And soft and sweetly, sings a bird upon the bow
Aaahh baby, dear one, slumber now.

Happy is thy laughter,
Holy is thy silent rest
Lay thy head in slumber,
Soft upon thy mother's breast
Aaahh baby dear one, slumber now.

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