In Memory of Grace Chacon
A beautiful Woman that we all known,
She always reminds me of a sunflower.
With her head up high and strong with a brigh glow,
A woman who's had many friends.
And her friends know her as haveing a heart pure of gold,
As well she was proud to berried 3 children and watch her loving grandshildren.
So I'm not saying good by,
Because you'll always bloom and I'll see always.
She always reminds me of a sunflower.
With her head up high and strong with a brigh glow,
A woman who's had many friends.
And her friends know her as haveing a heart pure of gold,
As well she was proud to berried 3 children and watch her loving grandshildren.
So I'm not saying good by,
Because you'll always bloom and I'll see always.
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