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Her days were smiles her heart was young.
The smiles she smiled the songs she sung.
Seven kids she raised without a dad.
And to us gave all that she had.
Her life she lived for god above.
Though she never said we knew her love.
Her friendship felt by everyone.
As for her foes i know of none.
She left this world many years ago.
No more to reap no more to sow.
I don't know much but i'll tell you this.
Her smiling face is sorely missed.
Doug, 4/25/2012
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