LET ELEANOR COME OVER


There's a beautiful, peaceful, wonderful place
Where hay fever sufferers go,

There might even be pollen there,
But they would never know,

A place where sneezing is unknown,
Where the air is constantly clear,

Your nose senses only the gorgeous perfume
of fragrant blossoms, so dear,

We mourned your passing, beloved one,
But know you are happier there,

Than you ever could have been with us,
In a world without worry or care,

Although we miss you every day,
Your life here was just a phase,

We know that you are free at last
In a world full of wonder-packed days,

You'll enjoy the beautiful flowers there,
Till we meet, as we will, once again,

Nothing will ever cause you a tear,
May you be at peace until then.

by D. Edgar Murray