"Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul. And sings the tune Without the words, and never stops at all." — Emily Dickinson
10 6 / 2009
RIP Aunt Joanne
There is a time for everything, she’ll never suffer again for she is in a much better place now. I hope I see you again.
1941-2009
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