In Scotland's mist, where echoes play, Five years have passed since you went away, Doreen, with a heart so pure and kind, In every moment, you're in our mind. Returned to hills where the heather grows, To find a home where the river flows, A loving wife, gentle Mum in grace, A Nanny whose warmth none could replace. We miss your laughter, bright and clear, A melody that drew us near; Yet in our hearts, your spirit roams, In cherished memories, you've found your home.