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Her ashes rest on the mantle..
Her essence in my heart
She guided and lifted me 
From the start......

 I remember the laughter, and 
Tears that we shared, she brought
Me hope throughout the years
My Aunt Elizabeth truly cared..

One final trip to the Mountain top
To release her ashes, to the air

It was her wishes, I hold dear, her
Last plea......
Drifting aimlessly,
Her Spirit is free....

A child of God she looks 
Over me...
"There is a season," 
Grief and love is realities

We will meet again, someday
God's good Haven, our final

(Love Always)


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