
Journaling:
We Remember Them
In the rising of the sun and in
its going down,
we remember them.
In the blowing of the wind
and the chill of the winter,
we remember them.
In the opening of buds and in
the rebirth of spring,
we remember them.
In the blueness of the sky and
in the warmth of summer,
we remember them.
In the rustling of leaves and
in the beauty of autumn,
we remember them.
In the beginning of the year
and when it ends,
we remember them.
When we are weary and in
need of strength,
we remember them.
When we are lost and sick at
heart,
we remember them.
When we have joys we yearn
to share,
we remember them.
So long as we live, they too
shall live,
for they are now a
part of us, as
we remember them.
Frames:
Mary Elizabeth Smith
"Beth"
12-04-2002
Delivered into God's Loving arms,
but will remain in our hearts forever.
The first time your heart beat, I
felt it. I can't explain how, but I
just knew. Even though I never got
to see your first smile, hear your
first words, or watch proudly as
you took your first steps I am still
happy that you were a part of me.
2 comments:
Wow, this turned out really nice!! Don't you just love her kits?
What a very beautiful LO! I love that poem!
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