with [Maria] Shriver reading a poem she and her mother [Eunice Kennedy Shriver] wrote in a Boston hospital."The clouds are gone. The sky is clear and you are the star of my sky. You are the music of my heart. You are the trumpet of my life," read Shriver, which was met with a standing ovation and a rousing version of "When the Saints Go Marching In."
from The Register: 'The music of my heart:' Hundreds gather for Shriver funeral
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