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A librarian in Roy,
Dancing brought her great joy.
Three dogs, two cats she loved;
Sees her pets from above.

Art projects she did plan
With a creative hand.
She loved each niece, nephew,
Twenty-five, not a few.

She let them use their hands.
Each heart she'd understand.
She gave gifts to loved ones
She surely made life fun.

For parents she made plaques.
Patience she did not lack.
She made wreaths, macrame
She loved to cook, you see.

Her girl, worth more than gold.
When little, she would hold.
Made costumes she would wear,
For Lindsey she did care.

Some last words she did hear
From a nephew she held dear.
I want to see Ann's eyes.
I don't want her to die.

There's so much we will say
When we see her one day.
We'll give her an embrace
And see smiles on her face.