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Oct 2013
I look at the rain
and I cry
I look at the clouds
and I wonder why
You had to die.
Your voice, your sweet voice
Like a chorus of angels
can be heard around me
Because Carol to me
you were an angel
A sweet soul
Now you are the whispers
in the breeze
You are the wind that
rattles the leaves
You are the rain,
the clouds and the sunshine again.
You are an angel Carol
and always will be.
For my friend Carol Gall
My dear, dear friend
May she forever rest in peace
Amen.
Written by
cheryl love
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