There is someone who misses you sadly, And finds the time long since you went, There is someone who thinks of you always, And tries to be brave and content Gone is the face I loved so dear, Silent the voice I loved to hear, 'Tis sad, but true, I wonder why, The best are always the first to die.
Miss you every day, love Theresa
As published in Winnipeg Free Press on Oct 03, 2026
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