take my hand...
come with me to a magical place no anger lies here no pain or sorrow come with me to my comfort you will never be turned away for my Camelot welcomes all who enters |
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I dedicate this page to the memory of my father who passed away June 30, 1998. I miss you dad. And to all my friends that helped me get through the hardest time in my life. I love you all dearly. |
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I designed as a gift to my friends
THE BEST God saw you getting tired and a cure was not to be, So he put His arms around you and whispered "Come to Me." With tearful eyes we watched you, and saw you pass away. Although we loved you dearly, we could not make you stay. A Golden Heart stopped beating, hard working hands at rest, God broke our hearts to prove to us, He only takes the best. Author Unknown UNMASKED Image used by permission of the artist Gail Gastfield View more of her wonderful works of art at Thank you Dale!
REMEMBERING DAD As a young girl growing up I have fond memories of dad The many jokes he used to tell And the good times we always had I remember dressing up It was his clothes I would wear Suspenders and baggy pants I was the clown without a care Steamed clams he would eat More than anyone you know And it seemed once every year Off to the fair we would go I remember wondering If I ever made him proud, Deep inside I knew he loved me Some things he just couldn't say out loud Then I went back to college And when graduation came I invited mom and dad to attend On the presidents list was my name It was then that I knew for sure The pride was gleaming in his eye I could hardly contain myself As I watched my daddy cry It's been just a short year Since he suddenly passed away I have visions of him now Seems he's with me more each day The memories I'll always have Like when he used to give me a whirl I'd give him a hug and kiss I'll always be daddy's little girl © Dale Whipple 6/5/99
Do not judge me by my outer appearance. But look deep into my soul. For it is there that you will see who I am. Our bodies are but cases that protects our heart from physical pain. But it cannot protect us from words. Think before you speak words that will cause a heart to hurt. And if you love someone, surround that heart gently with caring. A loving heart is given completely, in trust and faith that it will be guarded for all time. ~~April 5, 1999 by Robin T (me)~~
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