The Glory Of Friendship
The glory of friendship is not the outstretched hand, nor the kindly smile, nor the joy of companionship; it is the spiritual inspiration that comes to you when you discover that someone else believes in you and is willing to trust you with a friendship.
By Ralph Waldo Emerson |
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17th January 1992
15th April 1998
From Wooster
United States
She was a beautiful girl and a good girl.She was only 6 years old when she died.She was crossing the street with 10 other kids and she was the only one that didnt make it. She was ran over by a bus right in front of her house. She didnt hardly get to grow up with her brother because he was only 5 months when she died. R/I/P Beautiful Angel *Wish we didnt have to return u*
Remembered By jenifer george
Created On 13th December 2009 |
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