A short poem for a girl who lived for only 50 minutes

For Ann Dacie

 

On 22nd May 2009 Ann Dacie was born.

She lived for 50 minutes and is buried in

Birstal Cemetery in Leicestershire.

This poem is for her.

 

Many lives in years are counted

With many deeds amounted.

The highest privilege of all, it’s reckoned,

Is to count a life in seconds.

 

Let her live her life a while longer than her funeral flowers.

Let her moments multiply and at least amount to hours.

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tony sheridan

Mon 12th Nov 2012 10:29

Thanks for this. Beautiful. Take care, Tony.

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Peter Asher

Tue 8th May 2012 20:11

Thanky you all for the lovely compliments.

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Lynn Dye

Tue 8th May 2012 15:48

Beautiful and so sad.
Rest in peace, Ann Dacie.

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zethembiso mkhize

Tue 8th May 2012 09:03

May her innocent soul rest in peace. this has tought me to appreciate life!

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Yvonne Brunton

Mon 7th May 2012 22:35

What lovely words about a very sad occasion.
This should be on her gravestone. Very touching.XX

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Noetic-fret!

Mon 7th May 2012 21:47

This is quite a humbling piece. It puts into perspective just what it is to be alive. My hope is she lives and plays in a better world, a better place than this one.

Best wishes

Mike

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Patricia and Stefan Wilde

Mon 7th May 2012 18:11

Sad,beautiful.

God bless Ann Dacie
we have no doubt that she rests in peace.

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