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Remembering Elise

photo of coffee shop

Here lies Elise
She is now at peace.
She moos in greener pastures now,
And hopes that you remember how
she loved it when you came to play,
And listened to all you had to say.
Her heart was warm, she really cared;
She cherished all the love you shared.
Her friends were worth pure gold to her,
A smile or a hug her heart would stir.
She may be gone, but not too far,
Her aura remains in the cafe bar.

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Posted on

June 25, 2021

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