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2america
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Bio
I'm retired and enjoying my past time hobby.I enjoy exchanges with all I've met through this site and renewing memories of many loved ones.
THE SPIRIT OF TEARS , by: Jennie Rogers
(a short version)
Moisture of the eyes, Simultaneous South and North lies. Placed to the West. Lastly in the East...tears rest.
Why my creator; the turmoil Souls buried in the soil. Cries heard all along Only forgotten, not gone.
Voices in the wind come Beating like a drum. Memory of heartache Visions there to take.
Understand, think back
" I Love thee, I Love but Thee !"
THE SPIRIT OF TEARS , by: Jennie Rogers
(a short version)
Moisture of the eyes, Simultaneous South and North lies. Placed to the West. Lastly in the East...tears rest.
Why my creator; the turmoil Souls buried in the soil. Cries heard all along Only forgotten, not gone.
Voices in the wind come Beating like a drum. Memory of heartache Visions there to take.
Understand, think back
" I Love thee, I Love but Thee !"
I'm retired and enjoying my past time hobby.I enjoy exchanges with all I've met through this site and renewing memories of many loved ones.
THE SPIRIT OF TEARS , by: Jennie Rogers
(a short version)
Moisture of the eyes, Simultaneous South and North lies. Placed to the West. Lastly in the East...tears rest.
Why my creator; the turmoil Souls buried in the soil. Cries heard all along Only forgotten, not gone.
Voices in the wind come Beating like a drum. Memory of heartache Visions there to take.
Understand, think back
" I Love thee, I Love but Thee !"
THE SPIRIT OF TEARS , by: Jennie Rogers
(a short version)
Moisture of the eyes, Simultaneous South and North lies. Placed to the West. Lastly in the East...tears rest.
Why my creator; the turmoil Souls buried in the soil. Cries heard all along Only forgotten, not gone.
Voices in the wind come Beating like a drum. Memory of heartache Visions there to take.
Understand, think back
" I Love thee, I Love but Thee !"
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Lincoln Memorial Park Cem. Annex
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