.. she was ...

Say not in grief "she is no more" but live in thankfulness that she was ... 

Beryl Roome
1924 - 2013

If Roses Grow in Heaven

Don't think of her as gone away,

Her journey's just begun.

Life holds so many facets,

This earth is only one.

Just think of her as resting

from the sorrows and the tears.

In a place of warmth and comfort

Where there are no days and years.

Think how she must be wishing

That we could know today,

How nothing but our sadness

Can really pass away.

And think of her as living

In the hearts of those she touched,

For nothing loved is ever lost

And she was loved so much.

~ Kirsten Preus 

Some of her much loved roses.

The view from her home as the sun sets. Farewell.

Uncle George with Aunty Beryl

Together again

After Glow

I’d like the memory of me

 to be a happy one.

 I’d like to leave an afterglow

 of smiles when day is done. 

 I’d like to leave an echo

 whispering softly down the ways,

 of happy times, and laughing times

 and bright and sunny days. 

 I’d like the tears of those who grieve

 to dry before the sun

 of happy memories I leave

behind ~ when day is done.

~ Helen Lowrie Marshall