I remember the beginning of summer
Thinking of my time away
Up to Swindon with my nan
I waited for the day.
We drove up in the family car
I kept asking “how far? how far?”
I was excited and saying “Yay!”
Until we pulled into 579’s driveway.
I got the hug I wanted
Me and Shu went inside excited
We sat down for a roast
The best, no need to boast!
I slept in the little room
No time for gloom
Smurfs up the stairs and down
I waited till we went to town.
Tuesday – green tokens on the bus
Just Joan Mc and me – Us.
Looking at all the things
So happy I could sing.
I took her to the toys
She loved it, looked with joy.
I talked about Star Wars
And she said “Excellent”, me “Cor!”.
We played Nintendo and she laughed
“Oh Kendall my dear, you are daft!”
I grabbed her arm and off we’d go
To the next cinema show.
Afterwards we went for food
She said “I loved it, just like you”
Hand in hand without a fuss
We went back laughing on the bus.
Dinner and then time, of course
To get out the Deluxe Scrabble board.
She’d beat me with a 50 word
Shrugging like nothing had occurred.
The morning I woke as happy as can be
Orange plastic cup, coffee.
I walked down the street
To get some milk or maybe meat.
Night time, my walkman, music to my ears
Nanny comes up “You alright dear?”
I always was, never moaned
Goodbye our precious, love you Joan.
Now you’re gone too
Say hi to our brilliant dad
And your daughter, our mom.
I hope you all have fun
And look after everyone.
Whilst down here we all get older
We’ll feel you all there on our shoulder.
May everyone stand up proud
And say “We love you”, scream it loud.
Not everyone deserves the praise
But Joan does, the roof we raise.
We dance for you and shout “Hooray!”
No need for sadness, not today.
One of Earth’s gentlest souls
Is lifted to life’s greater goals.
I’ll walk out with my head held high
Not thinking that someone has died
But thinking of the girl who lived
And everything our Nan did give.
I still miss your cheese and pickle
And your welcome hug and tickle.
You’ll always be here for me
And for all these people you can see.
No sadness here, just memories,
For kids, grandkids, oh for plenty.
Many thanks and love is due.
Joan McDonald, we love you.
We love you.