We fought and we fought
and we argued a lot
Then we grew up and became friends
She was there all the times I needed a hand
So ne’er did I ever despair
I will miss her you know
And have memories to show
But I know I will see her again
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December 15, 2012 at 8:12 p
So lovely, Marion.
December 15, 2012 at 8:12 p
Thanks Vicki.
December 16, 2012 at 9:12 p
That was absolutely beautiful Mom.
December 16, 2012 at 7:12 p
Thanks Trisha.
December 16, 2012 at 9:12 p
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