My Eye's See
My eye’s see you suffering
Sometimes it’s hard to look,
My eye’s see you fading
Like the ink in an old book,
My eye’s see you smiling
As the grandchildren stop by,
My eye’s see you dying
It’s hard to see you cry,
But most of all my eyes see the amazing mum you are,
For all the love you gave to us makes you the best by far.
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