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- Boomerang
I long to be a Boomerang - for just a little while
To circle back across the years into another time
To live again those wonderous days of a time now long since past.
To recapture all the magic and really make it last
To feel the joy of youth running in my veins
To see my mother smile at me and hold me once again
To tell me how she loved me - But alas all mortals die
And she has joined the legions beneath a Queensland sky
And just like the Boomerang, I have to curve in flight
For there is no returning to any former life
But one day I'll go sailing, arching high and wide
And find my loved ones waiting across the great divide.
Poem by Maureen Florence Moore Galloway
From Family Bible:
For my children and their descendants. I have gathered together all the information I can of my ancestors.
I only wish I could know you all, as I wish I could have known all who came before me. I hope you find as much love as I found in my mother, father, brothers and sisters, and my husband's family. I, like you, are just passing through, but it would have been nice to have known you all. May God always be with you.
Marueen Moore Galloway October 20th, 1971
Buried at Roselawn Cemetery, North St., Baton Rouge, Louisiana. Inscription: Gone to the country over the range. Taken from a poem tittled " Over The Range " by A. B. "Banjo" Patterson.
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