Rosa Carns

for your daughter Rosa with love

♥♥♥ My Mother ♥♥♥```♥ I see you each time you shed a tear```♥
```♥ I catch it and kiss you, I hope that you know that I'm near```♥
```♥ This place is so beautiful, There's so much to see```♥
```♥ I know that one day you'll be here with me```♥
```♥ The angels were singing when I arrived```♥
```♥ Jesus was there with His arms open wide```♥
```♥ The snow and the rain are just my confetti```♥
```♥I know you'll be coming and I want to be ready```♥
```♥ When you feel the wind, it's me walking by```♥
```♥ I run and skip, I can even fly```♥
``` ♥ When the blossoms and leaves fall into your hair```♥
```♥ It's me planting kisses, yes, I put them there```♥
```♥ The birds are singing to keep you company```♥
```♥ They're especially for you with love from me```♥
```♥ I know that you miss me and feel so alone```♥
```♥ Until the great day when you finally come home```♥
```♥ Please remember as the seasons change from one to another```♥
```♥ I'll always love you ♥♥♥ You're my friend and my mother```♥

Phyllis Thompson

October 12, 2009

So Very Far Away

You're so very far away
And I need you
Every Day...
Even though we're far apart...
I'll keep your memory
in my heart...
I work and work
in every way...
filling the void in every day
Fleeting thoughts of You
Make me wonder
"What to Do"
The thoughts of you, make me smile...
And help me go
the extra mile...
I have a choice to stick or go
And yet in my heart
I already know...
I'll sit and wait and hope and pray...
And never give up
on that day...
When "You and I" will be together...
Every Day
and Forever.........

Phyllis Frazier Harris

October 12, 2009

do you know the number
please do you know the number for heaven up above i want to make a call to someone that i love,telephone directories enquiries,oh yes i have tried them all,i even asked the local priest because he talks to god you see i thought he,d have a direct line but he was no help to me,i tried the yellow pages but nothing seem to fit i just want to talk to you for just a little bit, love theresa xxx

Theresa Waters

May 14, 2009

Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there. I do but sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn’s rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there, I did not die.

Paul Taylor

December 6, 2008