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My Angel Dee

I miss you so much  I keep reaching for your hand to touch, Hundreds came to pour out their love and embrace who's left with their tightest hug, Harder and harder they squeeze  trying to hold on to dear Denise whose heart they say was the kindest and whose smile seemed to remind us how much we were loved and appreciated now she is gone and we're devastated, Her kindest heart was dealt the cruelest hand and for that I can't understand why as I cry and cry until the well runs dry and fills up again to pour down like rain on an empty street  where I feel left alone until I hear her laugh when I'm called back home. Denise Ann DeBobes (1970 - 2018).