
the story of ...
the story of ...
This is the story of our triplets, who even though we cannot see...
When their bodies were no longer strong, it was time for them to move along.
Before they had to say goodbye, they whispered gently: It’s OK to cry.
Even though we cannot stay, we will still be with you every day.
Whilst the time has come for us to go, we love you more than you'll ever know.
We are the brightest stars in the night sky,
butterflies flapping way up high.
We are the dancing summer breeze,
and the golden autumn leaves.
We are the sand that tickles your toes,
and the sun that kisses your nose.
We are the sparkle in your eye,
and the salty tears you cry.
We are the dimple in your cheek,
and your grubby little feet.
We are the soft curl of your hair,
and the depth of your twinkly-eyed stare.
We are the gurgle in your laughter,
So when you feel lonely or just a bit blue,
Look around you and right on cue...
We'll be smiling back at you!