WRIGHT Katharine Ann There is a face before me, the voice I would love to hear, a smile i'll always remember of the wife I loved so dear. Deep in my heart lies a picture, more precious than silver or gold. It's a picture of my wife, whose memory will never grow old. Love, Gerald.
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