Our Cora Rose:
The days feel long, the nights are slow,
And our hearts will never let you go.
But then a feather drifts to me,
So soft, so light, how can it be?
A robin lands and seems so stay,
As if you came to say, I’m okay.
These little signs bring gentle peace,
a touch of hope, a sweet release.
For though you are gone from sight it’s true,
The world still finds a way to you.
We love you, our precious angel.