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Why Flowers Bid Farewell in February

CXXVI The time of life, that's not quite summer yet Why flowers bid farewell late February A seemingly unnecessary death But fair to grace his holy sanctuary It may perhaps thy dwelling's worth had lapse For days filled with much toil prevailed at last Thy cherished memories failed to find the gaps And yet all these thy love could not surpass The kind and gracious hand who knows what's best That shook a tree fell fruit that seem unripe Pale lips unbreathe thy weary soul to rest Will usher into blissful, endless life Did 'ere such love could flow from orphaned tears? Will spring to joy that lasts ten thousand years

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Date: 9/4/2017 8:39:00 PM
For Norma. My dear wife's mom, and mine too. She is most horribly missed...
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