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Sarah Catherine Furr Little
She is the center of our lives
Her tender driving force keeps us together
Our guiding light, she soothes us when we fall
Or cheers us when we stand alone
This special lady in immaculate dress and bright colors
Has loving arms and cherished friends
The things she loves reflect her warmth; her charm:
Crunchy ice cream cones
Scampering birds bandit squirrels
Playful children delighting in her attention
Nursery rhymes- endless songs with incredible fanciful lyrics
Unlimited travel through lands of books
Witty anecdotes hallmark her sparkling personality
She is a treasure held dear to so many hearts
A sailor's red sky at night - this special lady
Those Two
He's three, she's one
He'll hit her hard and run
So he'll be hard to find.
She's one, he's three
She'll scream and yell when he
Gets taken out and she is left behind
He's three, he's mean
But just today I've seen
A little halo shining brightly 'round his head.
She's one, she's spoiled
But this idea was foiled just as I
Lay the little angel in her bed.
He's three
She's one
Two bundles full of love
She's one
He's three
A blessing from above.
Eulogy
Surely every human being
Has at one time in his life
Wished for a reserve of strength from which to draw
When life was dishing out
Pain and problems in overabundance.
Anyone who ever knew my father
Was privileged with the use of such a bank.
He offered himself and the gift of security
To all of us he treasured and loved.
He bore his share of weaknesses, of course
The greatest of which was not recognizing
His power and wealth of spirit.
He was the oak of my life
Making me strong and happy
In his shade.
The trunk has been razed
But remaining is enough power and love
Given by one man
To sustain the lives of many
For years to come.
Snowfall With each new spattering of snow
I blithely recall the blanketed Runnymeade of my youth.
The ancient trees bending slightly
As if to meet their place of origin.
Sparkling hills of ice daring us
To test our bravery more and more.
The peaceful feeling of silent streets after dusk.
The crackling fire readied for marshmallow roasting and popping corn.
Wet clothes, dripping mittens, recovering
From snowman building and snowball fights.
Precious times filled with laughter and love
Created by two who cared - and shared by all.
The past is vividly reflected
In this first burst of flakes.
For HelenMy shining star – in life – now from afarHelen – my rockmy heartmy soulmy heromy momBundle of energyRock solid common senseBright, fast learnerDarting sparkling eyes and reaching fingertipsParty girl who loved life with every fiber of your beingSnappy dresserYou doted on me…Made me your life…Loved me unconditionally…Gave me strength…Provided me with stability.Star of my life-You light the wayYou’ll always shine brightly deep within my soulShine on!Shine on!
