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Flora V. In Loving Memory 1/12/99She was a special lady Whose house we called our own God blessed us with her presence Until "He" took her home Tears are brought to our eyes As thoughts enter our minds Like searching for that something We were never destined to find Her kitchen was our haven We aired our problems there Her hands would always comfort And we left without a care We know that she's in heaven God takes the very best Her tired, little body In Jesus arms can rest We miss her great tortillas The beans and chili too No one made them like Grandma Who could ever fill those shoes? Someday we'll be together But until our time to go We know she's celebrating With Johnny, Pop and Joe. (AMBER)WITH ALL OUR LOVE, THE COMISKEY AND SENA FAMILIES
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