written during the last few months... back home in America...
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three
11 years ago
Linden tree by flowing brook, All who pass her stop and look. In her living fair and sweet, In her death knows no defeat; But spreads her beauty farther still, Content this is her Maker's will... Linden tree by flowing water, Represents my precious daughter. ~~penned by my dad, 1982~~
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