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Feb 2017
Saturday was my Special Day.
                                    Now I miss you since you went away.
                                    I called you Saturday and heard your voice.
                                    I still remember when you called  me Aunt Joyce.
                                    I knew you weren't going to answer the phone.
                                    Your Husband answered  and  he  was home.
                                    Its hard for me to talk to him
                                    He misses you and his" Life is Dim.:
                                    I try to be happy but I hurt inside.
                                    When he talks to me I can hear the pride.
                                    You told me you would be there, for the rest of my
                                    day.
                     ­              Now you are gone and "God's" Taken you away.
                                    I will see you again on our Special Saturday!
For My loving Niece who left us too young! 6/2016
Candy Barr
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Candy Barr  Irving New York
(Irving New York)   
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