A Golden Soul Is with us no more. She's crossed over, To God's shore. She lived her life, Now she's with the other's, Bob, Dean, Wilma, Del, and Gov. Her marriage to Uncle Don, fit like a hand in a glove. They didn't have much, But they always had love, I'll remember your out look on life, Your charm and your wit. How your company was the most important, when they came to visit! To write of a better lady I just can't. Now you know how much I love you, My dear Aunt. Love, Ed Norma's nephew July 15, 2005