Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Touched by an Angel...

There's a tear in your eye,
And I'm wondering why,
For it never should be there at all.
With such pow'r in your smile,
Sure a stone you'd beguile,
So there's never a teardrop should fall.
When your sweet lilting laughter's
Like some fairy song,
And your eyes twinkle bright as can be;
You should laugh all the while
And all other times smile,
And now, smile a smile for me.

When Irish eyes are smiling,
Sure, 'tis like the morn in Spring.
In the lilt of Irish laughter
You can hear the angels sing.
When Irish hearts are happy,
All the world seems bright and gay.
And when Irish eyes are smiling,
Sure, they steal your heart away.

For your smile is a part
Of the love in your heart,
And it makes even sunshine more bright.
Like the linnet's sweet song,
Crooning all the day long,
Comes your laughter and light.
For the springtime of life
Is the sweetest of all
There is ne'er a real care or regret;
And while springtime is ours
Throughout all of youth's hours,
Let us smile each chance we get.

For my dear sweet Gram, an Irish Rose sure and true...
how lucky are the angels in heaven
to have in their presence such an Angel as you.

Elizabeth Shirley McCauley Milanich
January 9, 1921 - January 12, 2010

Cyndi, Caity, Michael and I just want to thank you Gram, just one more time.
In a moment, you changed our world.

With love forever,



  1. My thoughts are with you and your family at this time. There are now two more angels in heaven as of January 12th.

  2. What a great way to honor your Grandma, with a beautiful song that I am sure will always bring a smile to your face. I was very sorry to hear of your loss, Terri. You are in my thoughts!