Go joyously into spirit and the summerland of youth Glory once again in your strength. Run free amid the wildflowers. Sniff the tantalizing smells among the wooded tangles of the forest. Sleep in the warm sun beside murmuring brooks. And when you weary of the green hills and fields of Rainbow Bridge, Follow the bright strand-forged of love which connects us. It leads to the garden of my soul where a warm welcome always awaits your coming.
Love you Erica, Mom
GODS GARDEN God looked around his garden and found an empty place. He then looked down upon the earth and saw your tired face.
He put His arm around you and lifted you to rest. God's garden must be beautiful He always takes the best.
He knew that you were suffering He knew you were in pain He knew that you would never get well on the earth again.
He saw that the road was getting rough and the hills were hard to climb. So He closed your weary eyelids and whispered "Peace Be Thine."
It broke my heart to lose you but you didn't go alone. For part of me went with you The day God called you home.
Our precious Missy, Mother of JP, Cindy,, Captain, Blaze and Jason
