The strongest person I know,
Was four when she died.
And even though we miss her,
She can finally shine.
She can run and play and do
all the things she couldn't on earth.
She can laugh and sing
and jump and twirl,
just like any other 6 year old girl.
She was always so special,
The apple of so many's eyes,
Just seeing her face would make you smile.
She fought a hard battle, and won for
four years. Against all odds,
she was our little hero.
The Lord brought her home in 2009,
but she'll remain in our hearts
until the end of time. <3
I love you, Taylor Brooke.
Hug Grandma and Grandpa for me.
06/09/2005-09/18/2009
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Taylor Brooke Tumblin
PoetryA poem dedicated to my deceased cousin. R.I.P. Taylor Brooke.