A daughter, sister, friend and a lover,
She was all of this before a mother.
From a child she became a woman grown
Her precious time was rarely spent alone.
Inherently passionate and caring,
Above all else she was kind and sharing,
Of her love, her time and all she could give,
Through the unfairly short time she would live.
But the time she had, she made the most of,
Sharing her time with her chosen truelove.
Then three new souls, created together,
Became her desire, her earthly tether.
Though she is gone and her presence we lack,
We love you mum, to the moon and back.
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