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We’re surrounded by memories of a little Miss:

Great big laugh; little butterfly kiss;

Non-stop chatter, like a bubbling brook;

The sparkle of eyes in a mischievous look;

Tripping down stairs, wearing Mommy’s new shoes;

Fountains of tears for such a small bruise;

Face alight, like a warm spring day;

Pranks from a payphone a few blocks away;

Changing from tomboy to beautiful teen;

No aspiring princess, she holds court like a queen;

Seventeen years rush too quickly past.

Time melts away, only memories last.

So again we replay them, as we reminisce:

Great big laugh; little butterfly kiss . . .

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Kathy Berry