My song for the most beautiful Aunt in the world, unfortunately long gone to her maker
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Dear Ethel, as I write these words
A stressful thought it does occur
“Old England be a long, long ways away”
This little thought then starts a chain
And I’m there in Sydenham once again
When I was there the whole world seemed okay.
Dear Ethel, I remember well
What magic in your house did dwell
And you, you were a Princess in my eyes
And Young Sir Frank, he was your Knight
He seemed so dashing, bold and bright
And the both of you were really full on guys
Dear Ethel I was not so old
And young hearts suffer through the cold
You’re warmth it cherished me so tenderly
And Love be Love, and Love will always be .
Now through this pen this song does come
I see your face and the deed gets done
This song has nestled deep within my heart
That Princess once that you did be
Be always there inside of me
Even though our worlds be far apart.