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She welcomed all with open arms Her help was always there To feed, to support and to look after Fragile souls that needed care Her presence was..

To be brave Isn't about always gleaming sometimes courage lies just in showing up For no matter how bad the weather seems to be the sun always..

And so if you ever face sadness....

The presence is always felt...

Remember this...

You are the writer of your own future...

We are meant to be ourselves....

It's all up there...

Lose yourself in the skies...

Gold and grey are the colours to denote childhood cancer.