If I think about her dying
I end up in floods of tears
How would I ever cope
For the rest of my earthly years
She's just one single person
Yet she's helped me through so much
She has always been beside me
With her soft and gentle touch
Now I watch her body aching
The pain she tries to hide
I know she's getting older
Time isn't on her side
I hope I will be ready
When I have to say goodbye
But even if I am, I know
I'll still break down and cry.
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