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Nov 2017
The children's choir serenades us at the church where for dear Stella
      we pray
Our dear one has gone to heaven
While on earth we stay
I can't help feeling sad
At hearing Ave Maria
So pure, puts me in a state hopefully near to grace
The ceremony begins, attendance is at overflow
Here's a soprano, my heart beats so
It's the feelings that are aroused
Melancholy, out they roll
We come together to understand
That death will not prevent us from carrying on
Until it's time the children's choir will sing for us
Oh, it's coming
Hopefully, a new dawn

The tears I can't stop
They fall from heaven
She left the best of her in each one of us
You can see it in the smiles on the faces of the children
Sister Stella Maria touched so many for so long.
Written by
Neville Johnson  Los Angeles
(Los Angeles)   
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