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Deborah Dawn Watson Laycock
7 August 1965 - November 16, 1994

A Mother's and Grandmother's Lament
by Valerie Watson

Deborah and Nichloas

Debbie and her son, Nicholas, my grandson.

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I Long For Debbie

I long to hold her tight again.
I long to see her face.
I long to have her back in my life again.
I'm so lonely for her.

I long to hear her wonderful laugh.
I long to share little problems with her.
I long to see her car coming down the street;
I'm so lonely for her.

I long to have our lunches together.
I long to go shopping with her.
I long to pop over and ivsit with her.
I'm so lonely for her.

I long to have her call and suggest a day out.
I long for our closeness together.
I long for our holidays together.
I'm so lonely for her.

I long for our gossip sessions.
I long to see her walk in my door.
I long to share all my secrets with her.
I'm so lonely for her.

I long for Joanne to have a big sister again.
I long for my girls to be together again.
I long for Joanne to be happy again.
We're so lonely for her.

I long to wake up and it be a normal day again.
I long for my husband to be himself again.
I long for Debbie to call my son "Big Bro" again.
We're so lonely for her.

I long for my grandson - Nicholas.
I long to breath that "just bathed' smell.
I long for my house to be filled with toys again.
We're so lonely for them.

I long for what I cannot have.
I long for the impossible.
I long for the clock to turn back that day.
Why did my children have to die?

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