FRANK October 23, 1999 You knew your time was limited, you knew your time was short. You kept it all inside, as you sat on the front porch. You never said a word, you never once complained. You kept it all inside, as you dealt with all the pain. And when you left we said goodbye, and memories came flooding like the tears from my eyes. And every now and then, it's just for a second, perhaps a flash, I catch a glimpse of you, as you go past. Miss you more than ever. Till we meet again, your wife, Tillie
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