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Viola

Violets grow in vibrant purple hues flourishing in pinks and blues cheerful in a place of sorrow mocking the solemnity of the cold grey stones echoing the spirit of the woman laid to rest beneath the blooming colors for her spirit and vitality cannot be snuffed out by death she has become more vibrant than the flowers whose name she wore with the elegance and beauty befitting a flower of God. Rest in Peace, Grandma, I miss you.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 9/6/2009 10:53:00 AM
Beautiful tribute to your grandmother. I especially like lines 5,6,7, and 8. Sara
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Date: 4/22/2009 8:01:00 AM
My compassion by your campassion is moved ... condolences to the family ... a tribute fresh as a bouquet ... You are the heir of all her beauty now.
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Date: 4/13/2009 7:25:00 AM
So beautifully written. The human spirit will outshine any flower. Her memory, her life a gift to be treasured forever. Deeply touching tribute. Love, Shar
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