Oh, I wish she had written a letterto me so I could keep it. I hope she was proud of us as she was ofyou, sweet cousin. It is a dear letter.
I remember all of the moss she had in containers.
But just think, instead of letters you had all that quality time with her that I missed
yes, Win, I guess as the song goes...we are the lucky ones!We had so much...think of itwe have each sister...a pot of gold at the end of therainbow! Nothing to compare!
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Oh, I wish she had written a letter
to me so I could keep it. I hope she was proud of us as she was of
you, sweet cousin. It is a dear letter.
I remember all of the moss she had in containers.
But just think, instead of letters you had all that quality time with her that I missed
yes, Win, I guess as the song goes...we are the lucky ones!
We had so much...think of it
we have each sister...a pot
of gold at the end of the
rainbow! Nothing to compare!
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