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Jan 2016
The visit
She sat at the side of the grave. Talking away to who was there.
She got no answer but she lived her day with him.
She cried for awhile,then laugh with joy as she smiled just for a second.
Her visit was long but to her not long enough she had to visit three more graves.
Her days are spent there at the graves. For her family was lost and bring no joy.
As she walked to the other, she stopped to fix the flag on another. Gave a smile.
Then walked on.
Her visit is joy to her only with unhappiness for those she lost.
As he left she closed the gate. And now you all are safe.
Written by
Harold r Hunt Sr  union sc
(union sc)   
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   Eiliv Advena
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