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Aunt Joe thanks for all you have done you have been a blessing to so many rather big or small thanks for being there for me. Thanks for taking me to church Mount Gilead Baptist church thanks for taking me to all the baseball games sitting in the hot sun lol thanks for showing me how to roll and throw newspapers how to iron clothes do things such as mowing the grass raking picking up leaves you have done more than enough and now its my turn to take care of you

In life's gentle journey, Aunt Joe, you stand, A guiding star, with a loving hand. Through sunlit games and lessons learned, Your endless kindness brightly burned. To church we traveled, Mount Gilead’s grace, Where faith and love found a sacred place. In summer's blaze, at baseball's call, Your laughter echoed, warming us all. You taught me life, in small and grand, From paper rolls to iron’s command. In leaves you showed me how to see, The beauty in simplicity. Now roles have turned, as time does bend, I’ll be the hand, my dearest friend. For all you've done, both big and small, It's my turn now to love through all.

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In life's gentle journey, Aunt Joe, you stand, A guiding star, with a loving hand. Through sunlit games and lessons learned, Your endless kindness brightly burned. To church we traveled, Mount Gilead’s grace, Where faith and love found a sacred place. In summer's blaze, at baseball's call, Your laughter echoed, warming us all. You taught me life, in small and grand, From paper rolls to iron’s command. In leaves you showed me how to see, The beauty in simplicity. Now roles have turned, as time does bend, I’ll be the hand, my dearest friend. For all you've done, both big and small, It's my turn now to love through all.
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