Miss Rosie, I'm sorry I didn't offer to visit, I'm sorry I wasn't more... I wished I could but my weakness took over and I took the cowards way out. I was too weak to see you at your lowest... I wanted to remember you as the vibrant lady I first met... and readily called my other mother. I will miss you terribly but I will try to be there and stronger for the family. I found this lovely poem for you: God’s 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 arms 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 that you were in pain. He knew that you would never Get well on earth again. He saw 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 our hearts to lose you But you did not go alone… For part of us went with you The day God called you home. Rest in peace MOM!!! you will forever be in our hearts
