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God looked around his garden,
And saw an empty place,
He looked down and saw
Your tried face.
In life we loved you dearly,
In death we love you still.
You hold a special place
In our hearts
No one else can fill.
It broke our hearts
To lose you, but
You did not go alone
For part of each of us
Went with you
The day God took you home.
Submitted by Barbie Dickenson
For Christy Carroll
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