Nellie MayHAMMIL4, 2007 (A rose once grew where all could see, sheltered beside a garden wall, and as the days passed swiftly by, it spread it's branches straight and tall, one day a beam of light shone through a crevice that had opened wide, the rose bent gently towards it's wall, then passed beyond to the other side. Now you who deeply feel it's loss, be comforted the rose blooms there, it's beauty even greater now, by God's own loving care. Still loved, still missed so very much.) - Robert, Barbara, Marisa, Stella and Dean, Linda, Howard, Sabrina, Lindsey and Josh. (Loving Mum, Grandma and Great Grandma.)
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