by Eugene Field The little toy dog is covered with dust, But sturdy and stanch he stands; And the little toy soldier is red with rust, And his musket molds in his hands, Time was when the little toy dog was new And the soldier was passing fair, And that was the time when our […]

I’m sorry I had to leave you, my loved ones oh so dear. But you see, the Master called me, His voice was very clear. I had made reservations, a heaven bound ticket for one. And I knew that he would call me when he felt my work was done. I know that your hearts […]

We little knew that morning God was going to call your name, In life we loved you dearly; in death we do the same. It broke our hearts to lose you, you did not go alone. Part of us went with you, the day God call you home. You left us wonderful memories; your love […]