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Nov 2010
It was a sad day, we were gathered all around
You were laying on the bed, in your favorite evening gown
You made me who I am, and who I always will stay
Touched so many lives, and I miss you to this day
It's hard to be without you, but I'll never say goodbye
I know you were suffering, and now you're learned to fly
Truly you are still with us, guiding us where we should go
I wish you were still with us,  missing you more than anyone can know
When the rain falls from the clouds, I can almost see you there
Every time I am reminded to remain self aware
So glad to have known you, to have something to remember
Your voice echoes out, and I hear you in September
Written by
Paul T Shannon Jr  Georgia
(Georgia)   
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