The face i loved now laid low,Her loving voice is still, The hand so often clasped in mine, Lies now in deaths cold chill. I often sit and think of her when i am all alone. For the memory is the only thing that grief can call its own.
Forever cherished and loved, never forgotten.
Steven, the Singh & Capocchi families.
Publication: The Cairns Post
Cairns 4870
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