Gone from our Life But Never from our Hearts In Loving Memory to a Dear Friend Mel - Meredith Prue December 27th 1965 - February 28th 2008 to be with her.

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Gone from our Life But Never from our Hearts In Loving Memory to a Dear Friend Mel - Meredith Prue December 27th February 28th 2008 to be with her son Jeffrey March 10th November 11th 2004

Mel ^j^

And All who knew Her

In Memory of a dear friend Meredith- Mel Prue Gone but never forgotten. We Miss you Mel!

Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there, I do not sleep. I am in a thousand winds that blow, I am the softly falling snow. I am the gentle showers of rain, I am the fields of ripening grain. I am in the morning hush, I am in the graceful rush Of beautiful birds in circling flight, I am the starshine of the night. I am in the flowers that bloom, I am in a quiet room. I am in the birds that sing, I am in each lovely thing. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there. I do not die.