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| Diane Jones In Memory of our Friend |
| April 21, 1957 - March 20, 2007 |
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| In Our Hearts We thought of you with love today. But that is nothing new. We thought about you yesterday. And days before that too. We think of you in silence. We often speak your name. Now all we have is memories. And your picture in a frame. Your memory is our keepsake. With which we'll never part. God has you in his keeping. We have you in our heart.. http://www.dennydavis.net/poemfiles/mempoem.htm |
Come To Me God saw you getting tired, and a cure was not to be, so he put his arm around you and whispered, "Come To Me." With tearful eyes we watched you, and saw you pass away, and although we loved you dearly, we could not make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating, hard working hands at rest. God broke our hearts to prove to us, he only takes the best. |
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