In Loving Memory Of My Son Scott Aug.3, 1967 - Feb. 8, 2008
Curiously he opens the baby rattle to see What miracle makes those sounds for me. Amazed, when he beholds what's inside. Holding out both hands side by side.
Unveiling seven tiny hardened seeds Made from wood growing among the reeds. Stands the tree from where the rattle came to be Like seeds of the tree creating him inside of me.
The veil between Heaven and earth Lifted, to give me God's gift, a son to birth. Weaving him from His special cloth by hand For a journey to fulfill His special plan...
You are God's gift to me I give you back so you can be Your part of the tree from where the rattle came to be.
Carole, you have me all choked up and I am so deeply and profoundly sorry for the loss of your son. Your loving, ever caring words shine in this piece for him. My thoughts and prayers are with you....
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Be always safe,
Karen
Karla. :(