Hannah Pavey

To all of our friends and family,
thank you for being such a special part of our Angel's life.

God has given Hannah her wings, to free her of all her discomfort and pain, and to let her be perfect, once again.

We are so grateful for her time here, and we know she will forever watch over us.

May God bless all of you, as He has certainly blessed us. . .and Hannah.

Please also visit Hanna's FACEBOOK page here

 

The Littlest Soldiers
By Cheryl Jagannathan

The medals on our chests are portacaths for meds;
Helmets won't stay on 'cause no hair is on our heads.

Our weapons of destruction we take every day;
We fight the battle within us while we struggle on to play.

We fight with honor and courage, no Marine could do as well;
We are only little children, living in this hell.

So bring on the medals, the Purple Hearts of wars, the Gold Cross, the Silver Star to place upon our scars.

For we are the Children of Cancer, no one fought so hard;
But every day we struggle on, our Life is our Reward.

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