Date: 10/6/2007

Dear mom!

God saw u getn tired, whn a cure ws nt 2 b. So he wrappd hs arms rnd u, n whisperd, "cme 2 me". U didn deserve wat u wnt thru, so he gve u rest. Gods garden mus b beautiful, he only takes da best. So we wil lite a candle 4 u 2 shatter al da drkness n bless da tyms we knew lyk a beacon in da nyt. Da flame wil burn brite n guide us on our way. ~Always rememberd neva 4gotn mom.~ *29/10/2006*


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