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In Memory Daniel Newton I looked across the water, and then onto the sand, Wishing I was still standing there Holding your small hand. Sandcastles, buckets and shovels Flashed into my mind, As I remember all those precious memories You left there behind. Tiny footprints took me many, many years back in time, but of those I looked at - yours I couldn't find. But as I stood there going so far back in the sand, I almost could feel you firmly holding my hand.
We love you, PaPa and Maw Maw Newton
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