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The Last Squeeze of Dad's Hand

This is a heart touching moment of sad farewell To my dear old dad at too younge an age He was sixty-seven, I was a younge eighteen Last moment we touched, he squeezed my hand I fought back my tears as best I could It was no use, last moment we touched, I cried It was the last breath of my dad's heart!

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Date: 10/29/2023 5:03:00 AM
Oh how sweet and tender this is. Deepest condolences even if it is not a new loss it is one never erased.
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Jack Ellison
Date: 10/29/2023 5:07:00 AM
Oh how sweet dear Karen, the memory has never left my heart! Love Jack xxx

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