Marion Hart

God looked around his garden
and found an empty place
He then looked down upon this earth
and saw your tired face
He put his arms around you
and lifted you to rest
God’s garden must be beautiful
He always takes the best
He knew that you were suffering
He knew you were in pain
He knew that you would never
get well on earth again
He saw that the road was getting rough
and the hills are hard to climb
So he closed your weary eyelids
and whispered, “Peace be thine”
It broke our hearts to lose you
But you didn’t go alone
For part of us went with you
The day God called you home

Kim Traore

November 27, 2008

my mum

You were a precious gift from God above,
So much beauty,grace and love.
You touched our hearts in so many ways,
your smile so bright even on bad days.
You heard God whisper calling you home,
you didn't want to go and leave us alone.
You loved us so much,you held on tight,
till all the strength was gone and you could no longer fight.
He had called your name twice before,
you knew you couldn't make him wait anymore,
so you gave your hand to God and slowly drifted away,
knowing that with our love we will be together again some day.
LOVE YOU SO MUCH MUM RIP XX

Kerry Willis (Daughter)

October 31, 2008

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.

X X

October 29, 2008