HANNAH GILMORE
JULY 22, 1988 – APRIL 19, 2004
MOST PROFOUNDLY MISSED
WHERE I GO, YOU SHALL GO ALSO.
YOU ARE IN MY HEART,
A PART OF ME,
MY PRECIOUS LITTLE HANNAH
MY ONE AND ONLY HANNAH.
Sixteen years,side by side, day by day, night by night. Softness and light, Tiny little feet,
tiny little baby wandering in the night.
No more clattering of your tiny claws on the hardwood floor. No more sounds of water being gently licked by my little one. No more small sounds of crunching your little bits of food.
I sit alone in the quiet of the morning. Only the birds outside sing and twitter. Night are quiet and the house is so empty, so lonely now.
We grew old together, you and I, my little one.
I, to middle age, and you to old age. The days flew past us. Only now can I begin to remember you as you used to be. Oh, how high you could jump, how fast you ran. But you always were just such a tiny little one.
It’s lonely here without you, little Miss Hannah.
I do so long to hold you in my arms. I so miss the Hannah hugs and kisses, how I long to see your smiling face and those oh so bright eyes once more, to touch you, your soft silver hair
and your precious little wet nose, to hold you again just one more time.
I did not want you to die alone, little one. I did not want you to suffer. I did my best all your life to make sure you were never hurt. I love you so and miss you, miss you, miss you, my very, very best friend forever. You were the best little girl in the world.
All my love forever and ever
| Marcia Gilmore |