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Remembrance

Remembrance is a golden chain

Death tries to break, but all in vain.

To have, to love, and then to part

Is the greatest sorrow of one's heart.

The years may wipe out many things

But some they wipe out never.

Like memories of those happy times

When we were all together.

I am thankful that God Connects us this way, A mother and child Death can’t take it away

-Author unknown

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