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lighting a big candle to last you the week i`m on holiday, thinking of you. xxx

Christine Carmichael August 22, 2009

HAPPY EASTER JOYCE AND ALL YOUR FAMILY

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Elaine Ford April 7, 2009

HAPPY BIRTHDAY XX
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Jackie Summerford January 29, 2009

A rose once grew
where all could see,
sheltered beside
a garden wall,
And as the days passed
swiftly by,
it spread its branches, straight and tall...

One day, a beam of light
shone through
a crevice that had
opened wide ~
The rose bent gently
toward its warmth
then passed beyond
to the other side

Now, you who deeply
feel its loss,
be comforted ~ the rose blooms there ~
its beauty even greater now,
nurtured by
God's own loving care.

Mell Campbell October 25, 2008

MY PRECIOUS MOTHER

If There Are Roses In Heaven
Will You Send One Just For Me
So I Can Hold It Close To My Heart
Where You Will Always Be

I Will Lay It On My Pillow Each Night
As The Angels Tuck Me In
I Will Know That You Are Near Me
And Feel Your Presence Once Again

I Am Thankful For All The Years
You Were There To Help Me Through
I Will Always Remember “My Precious Mother”
Whose Love Was Honest And True!

now your mother has a poem i just could not leave her out.