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My Wife, Marlys

M ade her my Wife, fifty years ago A nd yet our love continues to grow R aised 3 daughters, we’re proud of them all L oves to play with that little white ball Y ards of fabric, making quilts her way S he’s my woman, I’m happy to say!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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