She has gone across the river; To the shore of ever green; And you long to see her dear face; But the river slows between. Some day, sometime, you shall see; The face you loved so well; Some day you'll clasp her loving hand; And never say farewell. Rest In Peace Rosaleen. You were a true lady, Severine & Phoebe Ella Doyle, Dublin
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20 February, 2013