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ANNE FRIESEN Mom, I still talk to you whenever I am alone, I hear you in my prayers, I feel you in the wind that blows. I wonder how you are way up there. Are you laughing or are you crying 'cause you miss us all down here. I wish I had the chance to hold you one last time. You're never really gone, your memory still remains. I miss you more than words could ever explain. Only God knows when this road I am on will end, only God knows when you'll smile and take my hand. I love you and miss you so much....... Shelley.

As published in Winnipeg Free Press on Sep 27, 2011

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