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| First Anniversary Poem by Mom Our memories of you are... jokes, stories, magic and love, Things that you did continue to grow in your children, Now you hover above. The joy of your grandchildren kept you young. All the jokes you pulled, we believed every one. And now it will be said time and again, "Pap, do you remember when?" I, too, miss you most of all, To pick me up after a fall. For Nick, his "unk" the stories he'll share, And the doodles you've drawn we will forever wear. You've given so much from the heart. Our circle of love will never part. And now that we've had your very best, God has called you to finally rest. ~Lynda~ 1-4-3 |
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| Poem written by my mother for my father. Please do not take! Midi you are hearing is "Every Heart That Is Breaking" by Twila Paris and can be found by going to Arlene's Heavenly Midis. |