I never forgot when you took my hand,
we walk side by side, hand in hand.
Never did I think that your grip would begin to slip. I never was prepared for our goodbyes, never did I know one day you would say goodbye. My tears are ash, slowly they drift from me to you they fall so gracefully at your feet. We might not be where we can see face to face, but I know someday we will meet again in heaven’s grace.

Happy Birthday Mama I’m sorry I am late. December 11th Anita L Moorehead this ones for you . Peace out don’t forget to save me a spot next to you in heaven. I hold your heart inside of my own and I cherish it like gold and silver, though your love is priceless.

© By Amanda D Shelton