She was my North, my South, my East and West, My working week and my Sunday rest, My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong. The stars are not wanted now; put out every one, Pack up the moon... View Obituary & Service Information
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She was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week...
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