Aunt Chrissie
Aunt Chrissie our mother, our friend
Looked after us, cared for us
Nurtured us, saw that we were fed
She talked to us, and listened when we spoke
Laughed with us when we were happy
Cried with us when we were sad
Aunt Chrissie deaf and blind
Her life was hard and cruel
She was strong and kind
Instilled in us right from wrong
Stood stalwart at our side when we strayed
Taught us to see the world around us
Showed us how to be brave
Her laughter on the swings
Creaking chains can still be heard
Aunt Chrissie I know you’re at my side
Helping me, coaxing me, while I write
I’ve tried to be the best for you
Tried with all my might
I’ve strayed from your guiding hand
Your teachings of yesteryear
Forgiveness is your wondrous light
Please don’t shed a tear
Save a place for me, on your right
Mike Coatesworth
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