Monday, October 1, 2012

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A dear friend of mine who's a writer of stories and delicate, tender poems created this one - and gave it to me; because she understand about my missal issues.

I love it so much.

Thank you, Beth.

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The flowers she pressed here
Were love, laughter, and loss.
The memories she pressed here
Were of her life, grave and true.

I touched the memories she pressed here.
Then they were memories of you.

                                    Beth Long-Meermans

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