Photograph courtesy of Shawna Routien
No where is there much sound,
when snow falls in the heart.
For sweet memories are vivid,
lingering as if to say "Don't weep."
So gather your most precious around you
and give them undivided love
for no where is there much sound,
when snow falls in the heart.
~Rose West
when snow falls in the heart.
For sweet memories are vivid,
lingering as if to say "Don't weep."
So gather your most precious around you
and give them undivided love
for no where is there much sound,
when snow falls in the heart.
~Rose West
Shawna's image on this wintry day awakened memories.
My father is laid to rest here in Lawrenceville, Illinois.
He would be celebrating his 93rd birthday on December 9th.
My father is laid to rest here in Lawrenceville, Illinois.
He would be celebrating his 93rd birthday on December 9th.
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