He Is Gone Like A Flower
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He is gone like a flower cut down in full bloom.
From the sunshine of life to the shade of the tomb;
But death cannot sever the chain of our love
Nor steal the fone hope, 'We shall meet him above'
From the sunshine of life to the shade of the tomb;
But death cannot sever the chain of our love
Nor steal the fone hope, 'We shall meet him above'
I couldn't find a specific reference, but it is a commonly used epitaph.
Hindmarsh Cemetery
Greater Metro Adelaide- South Australia
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