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These pages are a collection of stories from the Writer's Group at Box Hill U3A.


Your Gift

We have waited months for this moment
Waited for the death of your little one
How could we want this?
The end of a life
To preserve another

We didn't know it would be you
Who would have to say goodbye
To your loved little one
Knowing his death will give life
You committed and gave us hope.

Without your gift
Our little one won't have life
Your gift will be a part of him
Beating, beating
How can we ever thank you?

No gift can compare to
A beating heart
Taken from your little one
Given by you in deepest grief
To us, a gift so precious and rare
Beating, beating
How can we ever thank you?

For you, there are now only memories
No more warmth when you hold him close
No more secret murmurs from his lips
We promise you, as he lives on with us
To honour him, always
Beating, beating, beating
In truth, we can never thank you enough

Pam Galbraith