by John McCrae In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place, and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below.We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow Loved and were loved, and now we […]

We miss you now Our hearts are sore, As time goes on, We miss you more, Your loving smile, Your gentle face, No one can fill your Vacant place. Your life was love and labor, Your love for your family true, You did the best for all of us, We will always be, Loving you.

By Kahlil Gibran Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you yet they belong not to you. You may give them your love but not your thoughts, For they have their own […]