|
Nestled
there
among
the
hills
The
sacred
place
that
memory
fills
An
era of
a time
gone
by
That
we
discover
with a
sigh
All
those
who
have
come
before
Have
left
their
mark
forever
more
There
among
the
place
they
lay
Dreams shall
always
make
their
way
Etched
so
finely
in
their
stone
Message
of the
life
they've
known
Every
one now
tells
the
story
Of
an era
filed
with
glory
In
their
parting
they
still
share
A
gentle
place
and
kindly
flair
Of
beauty
in
their
resting
places
Filled
with
love
and
all
life's
graces.
~
Francine
Pucillo
~
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