“The Lady in White


When I think about the lady in white,
I think of my mother who died. And
always loved me and wanted the best
for me. I know that she watches over
me and protects me. I want to thank
her for making me the strong person
I am today, and always loving me. To
my mother, I will never forget you, my
angel.

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