IN REMEMBERANCE OF
MARY JANE WEAVER
June 23, 1941 - July 9, 2003

SUPPERTIME

As I watch the sun set down,
I think and dream of my home town;
With voices calling through the air,
to all the children playing there.

Now, bats and balls do hit the ground,
I think and dream of my home town;
But children will commence their play,
when sun brings up another day...


April 21, 1991

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