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Just Seven Stars Away

'Twas just a little house below a hill Where flowers bloomed on the windowsill There together a family lived Daddy, mother, and one little kid. Daddy, assistant branch manager Handsome and tall, determined and sure Together, he and his wife made a pair One they were, true a sight that is rare. Young wife and mother, police officer True, noble, brave, respect was due her Twenty-four, with black, shining, curly hair Sparkling blue eyes, flashing smile rare. Dancing down all eleven stairs In her black uniform, with a bit of a flair Ready to save lives she dashed to her squad There to arrest any crooks, and on lookout for fraud. Hubby and son watched her go Tomorrow to go see the land of Lego Pride in his eyes daddy looked From mother to son, how alike they looked! In a little home aflame with light They waited alone till late at night Not a step their solitude broke Daddy was silent, so it was the son who spoke. "Daddy, where is mummy?" he whimpered Daddy didn't say the things he feared "Don't worry, son, she'll be back." He feared as he spoke and prayed for that. Morning dawned over the little town Daddy, during the night the truth he'd found He bent over the form of his beloved one For her, deaths' angel had come. Little Junior, in artless grief Wept as he laid on her breast a woven wreath She was gone, on earth to live no more His heart was broken, and it bled sore. Never again her arms they'll be Never again laughing 'round the Christmas tree She was killed in service, as duty called By a desperate man's hand had she been falled. Little home circle, broken now Little son asks constantly,"Daddy, how?" Daddy has no answer, his son he takes And presses him close to a heart that aches. "Daddy, where is mummy?" he asks Everyday, as he goes about his tasks "Mummy's only Seven Stars away." Daddy says, "We'll all together again someday." Seven Stars! Seven Stars away, To four year old Junior is a lifetime away But seventeen years later finds him twenty-one And his mother would find an image of herself in her son. Daddy is older, and a little gray His beloved young wife, he thinks of everyday Never has he forgotten the horrors of that night He's recovered, been seventeen years of life. Seven Stars! Seven Stars away! This to each other, they often say They live, this dream in their hearts, Of the day they'll be with mummy, never to part.

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