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blogcutterShe left us one morning in April
The year was two thousand and six
She had not felt well then for some time
It was nothing we could really fix.
Her ashes lie out there at Pinecrest
Surrounded by Canada geese
If she hasn't reached heaven
At a hundred and seven
I hope that at least she's at peace.
The year was two thousand and six
She had not felt well then for some time
It was nothing we could really fix.
Her ashes lie out there at Pinecrest
Surrounded by Canada geese
If she hasn't reached heaven
At a hundred and seven
I hope that at least she's at peace.
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