Sunday, May 24, 2009

A QUIET GRAY DAY

Rose died this morning at dawn. Wayne says it's harder than losing his arm.

The day is gray and soft with rain.

A good day for flowers.

Prairie Mary
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Vagabonde said...

Prairie Marie, I am so sorry for the loss of your friend. Words don’t mean much, but the feelings are there.

10:15 PM

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