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Wendy


Suddenly a thousand butterflies appear
Carrying her spirit every year
Past meadow valley flowers and orchid hills
With the scent of mountain herbs the air is filled
Kissed by the sun with the olives and the grapes
A legacy of laughter and Celtic shapes

Wendy

12.3.1960 - 29.2.2016

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