Cindy 1957 - 2002

Cindy A kiss on my cheek, her hand on my arm. She is here. Not in sight, for, now, you can't see her. But in soul, I can feel her draw nearer. Her love is in my heart, her tears, in my eyes. She is there too, when we cry. We love, and miss her, each moment of the day and wonder why she had to go away. We love you, mother, always and forever. But we can get through this together. Your spirit lives on. In heart, and soul, As we let out feelings, we can't control. Mother, we know, we will be together again. But, it seems too far away. ~Lindsey 2002

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Friends remember mother's dedication

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