We’ll always rememberthat special smile,that caring heart,that warm embrace,you always gave us.You being therefor Mom and us,through good and bad times,no matter what.We’ll always rememberyou Dad becausethey’ll never be another oneto replace you in our hearts,and the love we will alwayshave for you.
By Tram-Tiara T. Von ReichenbachI know that no matter whatYou will always be with me.When life separates usI’ll know it is only your soulSaying goodbye to your bodyBut your spirit will be with me always.When I see a bird chirping on a nearby branchI will know it is you singing to me.When a butterfly brushes gently by me so care freelyI will know it is you assuring me you are free from pain.When the gentle fragrance of a flower catches my attentionI will know it is you reminding meTo appreciate the simple things in life.When the sun shining through my window awakens meI will feel the warmth of your love.When I hear the rain pitter patter against my window sillI will hear your words of wisdomAnd will remember what you taught me so wellThat without rain trees cannot growWithout rain flowers cannot bloomWithout life’s challenges I cannot grow strong.When I look out to the seaI will think of your endless love for your family.When I think of mountains, their majesty and magnificenceI will think of your courage for your country.No matter where I amYour spirit will be beside meFor I know that no matter whatYou will always be with me.
By Paula M. NewmanFrom the time I was bornI guess you would knowTen perfect fingersTen little toesWhen you first put your finger in my tiny hand that’s when I first knewYou were my papa no one else would doAs I grow olderand reach for the skyMy Papa is still thereto keep that twinkle in my eyeWhen I need someone to hold meyou never say I’m too bigYou pick me up and squeeze meand whisper you’re my little kidMost other people don’t understand meor maybe just not as wellThat’s why you’re the one I run towhen I have something to tellI love you Papaas you can seeI’m so gladthat you’re a part of me
By Helen Steiner RiceFathers are wonderful peopleToo little understood,And we do not sing their praisesAs often as we should…For, somehow, Father seems to beThe man who pays the bills,While Mother binds up little hurtsAnd nurses all our ills…And Father struggles dailyTo live up to “HIS IMAGE”As protector and providerAnd “hero or the scrimmage” …And perhaps that is the reasonWe sometimes get the notion,That Fathers are not subjectTo the thing we call emotion,But if you look inside Dad’s heart,Where no one else can seeYou’ll find he’s sentimentalAnd as “soft” as he can be…But he’s so busy every dayIn the grueling race of life,He leaves the sentimental stuffTo his partner and his wife…But Fathers are just WONDERFULIn a million different ways,And they merit loving complimentsAnd accolade of praise,For the only reason Dad aspiresTo fortune and successIs to make the family proud of himAnd to bring them happiness…And like OUR HEAVENLY FATHER,He’s a guardian and a guide,Someone that we can count onTo be ALWAYS ON OUR SIDE.
By an Unknown AuthorWe’ll always rememberthat special smile,that caring heart,that warm embrace,you always gave us.You being therefor Mom and usthrough good and bad times,no matter what.We’ll always rememberyou Dad becausethey’ll never be another oneto replace you in our hearts,and the love we will alwayshave for you.
As we look back over timeWe find ourselves wondering …..Did we remember to thank you enoughFor all you have done for us?For all the times you were by our sidesTo help and support us …..To celebrate our successesTo understand our problemsAnd accept our defeats?Or for teaching us by your example,The value of hard work, good judgment,Courage and integrity?We wonder if we ever thanked youFor the sacrifices you made.To let us have the very best?And for the simple thingsLike laughter, smiles and times we shared?If we have forgotten to show ourGratitude enough for all the things you did,We’re thanking you now.And we are hoping you knew all along,How much you meant to us.
By Bessie Anderson StanleyThat man is a success –who has lived well, laughed often and loved much;who has gained the respect of intelligent men and the love ofchildren;who has filled his niche and accomplished his task;who leaves the world better than he found it;who has never lacked appreciation of earth’s beauty or failed to express it;who looked for the best in others and gave the best he had.
By Ellen BrennemanDon’t think of him as gone awayhis journey’s just begun,life holds so many facetsthis earth is only one.Just think of him as restingfrom the sorrows and the tearsin a place of warmth and comfortwhere there are no days and years.Think how he must be wishingthat we could know todayhow nothing but our sadnesscan really pass away.And think of him as livingin the hearts of those he touched…for nothing loved is ever lostand he was loved so much.
By Kelly HornMoments before our walk that afternoon,I realized the path ended too soon.Not long enough to hold his hand,this amazing person, this loving man.Not long enough to engage his eyesand remember his always brimming with pride.Not long enough to stand by his side,as he was by mine after every rough tide.Not long enough to laugh with him still,after every bad joke,after every tough hill.Not long enough to walk with this man,who has taught me to be the person I am.Not long enough as we walked by his wife,to thank them both for my wonderful life.In all the walks I’ve taken in my life,first as a girl and now as a wife,I’ll remember that walk I took with my fatherand always wish it could have been longer.
By an Unknown AuthorYou were there when we took our first steps,And went unsteadily across the floor.You pushed and prodded: encouraged and guided,Until our steps took us out the door…You worry now “Are they ok?”Is there more you could have done?As we walk the paths of our unknownYou wonder “Where have my children gone?”Where we are is where you have led us,With your special love you showed us a way,To believe in ourselves and the decisions we make.Taking on the challenge of life day-to-day.And where we go you can be sure,In spirit you shall never be alone.For where you are is what matters most to us,Because to us that will always be home…
By an Unknown AuthorWeep not for me though I have goneInto that gentle nightGrieve if you will, but not for longUpon my soul’s sweet flightI am at peace, my soul’s at restThere is no need for tearsFor with your love I was so blessedFor all those many yearsThere is no pain, I suffer notThe fear is now all gonePut now these things out of your thoughtsIn your memory I live onRemember not my fight for breathRemember not the strifePlease do not dwell upon my deathBut celebrate my life
One night I dreamed I was walking along the beach with the Lord. Many scenes from my life flashed across the sky.
In each scene I noticed footprints in the sand. Sometimes there were two sets of footprints, other times there was one only.
This bothered me because I noticed that during the low periods of my life, when I was suffering from anguish, sorrow or defeat, I could see only one set of footprints, so I said to the Lord,
“You promised me Lord,
that if I followed you, you would walk with me always. But I have noticed that during the most trying periods of my life there has only been one set of footprints in the sand.Why, when I needed you most, have you not been there for me?”
The Lord replied, “The years when you have seen only one set of footprints, my child, is when I carried you.”
One night I dreamed a dream.
I was walking along the beach with my Lord. Across the dark sky flashed scenes from my life. For each scene, I noticed two sets of footprints in the sand, one belonging to me and one to my Lord.
When the last scene of my life shot before me I looked back at the footprints in the sand. There was only one set of footprints. I realized that this was at the lowest and saddest times of my life. This always bothered me and I questioned the Lord about my dilemma.
"Lord, You told me when I decided to follow You, You would walk and talk with me all the way. But I'm aware that during the most troublesome times of my life there is only one set of footprints. I just don't understand why, when I need You most, You leave me."
He whispered, "My precious child, I love you and will never leave you, never, ever, during your trials and testings. When you saw only one set of footprints, It was then that I carried you."
One night a man had a dream. He dreamed He was walking along the beach with the LORD. Across the sky flashed scenes from His life. For each scene He noticed two sets of footprints in the sand. One belonging to Him and the other to the LORD.
When the last scene of His life flashed before Him, he looked back at the footprints in the sand. He noticed that many times along the path of His life there was only one set of footprints. He also noticed that it happened at the very lowest and saddest times of His life.
This really bothered Him and He questioned the LORD about it. LORD you said that once I decided to follow you, you'd walk with me all the way. But I have noticed that during the most troublesome times in my life there is only one set of footprints. I don't understand why when I needed you most you would leave me.
The LORD replied, my precious, precious child, I Love you and I would never leave you! During your times of trial and suffering when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you.
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I’ve changed my address to Heaven
I’ve crossed the Great Divide.
I know there’s no sorrow or crying,
Because I’ve reached the other side.
I am so happy to be here,
for the Lord Himself I see.
I’ve changed my address to Heaven,
I bid this world goodbye.
I now live forever with Jesus in
my new home in the sky.
I have no burdens or heartaches
And from tears I am now free.
I’ve changed my address to Heaven,
I’m safe forevermore.
For the Lord built a mansion
And my name is on the door.
You can find us walking together,
For where He is, I’ll always be.
I’ve changed my address to Heaven,
That’s the place you’ll find me.
12 Gates to the City Avenue
New Jerusalem, Heaven 77777
God saw the road was getting rough; the hills were getting hard to climb.So He gently closed your loving eyes and whispered, “Peace Be Still”.The weary hours, the days of pain, the sleepless nights are passed.The ever present worn our frame has found sweet rest at last.In God’s eternal home we hope to see your loving face and that peaceful never ending tomorrow.Sleep and take your rest.
The Lord is my Shepherd; I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures:
He leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul:
He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for His name's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil: For thou art with me;
Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies;
Thou annointest my head with oil; My cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the House of the Lord forever
A Tribute to MomWe couldn’t beginTo count the timesShe toleratedOur moods,Consoled our heartbreaksAnd disappointments,Endured our ups and downs,Listened to words confused by tearsAnd just simply understoodFor no other reasonThan because she loved us.The years hold precious memories,But most of all they hold growth.In a way, we grew up together…Mom is our definitionOf a special person…Fantastic…Exceptional…Unique…Enduring!She filled our lives with happinessAnd sweet feelings that we willCarry in our hearts.