My mother,Rosemarie, was a kind person with a great sense of humor. Rose was loved by all the children in our neighborhood. To this day, my friends comment about my mother being kind and caring. My mother used to pack as many kids in our 1954 Nash Rambler station wagon as it could hold and treat them to ice cream at the local dairy store. Every Saturday night my mother used to take me and my siblings for a mystery ride in that Rambler station wagon.
Those we love remain with us for love itself lives on. Cherished memories will never fade, because one loved is gone. Those we love can never be, more than a thought apart, for as long as there is a memory, they live with in our heart.
I cried when you passed away, I still cry today. Although I loved you dearly, I couldn't make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating, hard working hands at rest. God broke my heart to prove to me he only takes the best.
We little knew that morning
That God would call your name.
In life we loved you dearly.
In death we do the same.
It broke our hearts to lose you,
But you did not go alone,
For part of us went with you
The day God called you home.
You left us beautiful memories,
Your love is still our guide,
And though we cannot see you,
You are always by our side.
Our family chain is broken
And nothing seems the same,
But as God calls us one by one,
The chain will link again.
Author Unknown
Those we love remain with us for love itself lives on. Cherished memories will never fade, because one loved is gone. Those we love can never be, more than a thought apart, for as long as there is a memory, they live with in our heart.
I cried when you passed away, I still cry today. Although I loved you dearly, I couldn't make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating, hard working hands at rest. God broke my heart to prove to me he only takes the best.
We little knew that morning
That God would call your name.
In life we loved you dearly.
In death we do the same.
It broke our hearts to lose you,
But you did not go alone,
For part of us went with you
The day God called you home.
You left us beautiful memories,
Your love is still our guide,
And though we cannot see you,
You are always by our side.
Our family chain is broken
And nothing seems the same,
But as God calls us one by one,
The chain will link again.
Author Unknown
My mother,Rosemarie, was a kind person with a great sense of humor. Rose was loved by all the children in our neighborhood. To this day, my friends comment about my mother being kind and caring. My mother used to pack as many kids in our 1954 Nash Rambler station wagon as it could hold and treat them to ice cream at the local dairy store. Every Saturday night my mother used to take me and my siblings for a mystery ride in that Rambler station wagon.
Those we love remain with us for love itself lives on. Cherished memories will never fade, because one loved is gone. Those we love can never be, more than a thought apart, for as long as there is a memory, they live with in our heart.
I cried when you passed away, I still cry today. Although I loved you dearly, I couldn't make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating, hard working hands at rest. God broke my heart to prove to me he only takes the best.
We little knew that morning
That God would call your name.
In life we loved you dearly.
In death we do the same.
It broke our hearts to lose you,
But you did not go alone,
For part of us went with you
The day God called you home.
You left us beautiful memories,
Your love is still our guide,
And though we cannot see you,
You are always by our side.
Our family chain is broken
And nothing seems the same,
But as God calls us one by one,
The chain will link again.
Author Unknown
Those we love remain with us for love itself lives on. Cherished memories will never fade, because one loved is gone. Those we love can never be, more than a thought apart, for as long as there is a memory, they live with in our heart.
I cried when you passed away, I still cry today. Although I loved you dearly, I couldn't make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating, hard working hands at rest. God broke my heart to prove to me he only takes the best.
We little knew that morning
That God would call your name.
In life we loved you dearly.
In death we do the same.
It broke our hearts to lose you,
But you did not go alone,
For part of us went with you
The day God called you home.
You left us beautiful memories,
Your love is still our guide,
And though we cannot see you,
You are always by our side.
Our family chain is broken
And nothing seems the same,
But as God calls us one by one,
The chain will link again.
Author Unknown
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