My Dear Loving Aunt

I've heard of a place, far up above. It's free from suffering, and full of love. A soft sandy beach, lined with tall palm trees. Your worries fly away into the calm ocean breeze.  So when she left, my dear loving aunt. I guess she went there, somewhere that I can't. It's too far away for my eyes to see. But I guess she's happy, near that calm ocean breeze.  I couldn't take her away, that would be wrong I fear. But couldn't she come to an ocean down here? Because if I had to go to a place full of ease. 

I'd take my aunt, who loves that calm ocean breeze.

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