


Bobbi liked to dance, and Run
. She was in track and cross country in
school and she continued to run when
she got out.
She liked going swimming, doing pretty
much anything outdoors .
She was quite the tom-boy. She was
daddy's girl
and loved doing or going with dad.
Whenever Bobbi set her mind to doing
something
she wasn't one to give up.

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IN THE SILENCE
In the silence you hear me,
In the silence I am here.
In the silence you can feel me,
In the silence it is clear........
That my spirit hasn't left you,
I am just a thought away,
You can see me in the shadows,
Anytime you look my way.
Look for me in the sunshine,
And in the stars at night.
In the wind, trees and flowers,
Everything that is in sight.
Talk to me, say my name,
Know that I'm still here,
In my death I have a new life,
And one day it will be clear.
So talk to me and look for me
In everything you do,
For I haven't gone so far away,
I'm really right next to you.
~ Author unknown~

Bobbie Jo...Your candle will always burn
in your memory

God's Heavenly Garden
Sometimes God picks the flower
That is still in full bloom;
Sometimes the rosebud's chosen
That we feel He's picked too soon.
Sometimes the flower is fading
With petals floating down.
But God knows the perfect time
To gather flowers from the ground.
There is a Heavenly garden
in which God takes great pleasure
Because He's placed within it
The loved ones that we treasure.
He walks among the blossoms
Giving them eternal rest.
And I know that it must please Him
Because He chose our very best.
~Author Unknown~







Little Angels
When God calls little children
To dwell with him above
We mortals sometimes question
The wisdom of his love.
For no heartache compares with
The death of one small child
Who does so much to make our world
Seem wonderful and mild.
Perhaps God tires of calling
The aged to his fold
And so he picks a rosebud
Before it can grow old.
God knows how much we need them
And so takes but a few
To make the land of heaven
More beautiful to view.
Believing this is difficult
Still somehow we must try
The saddest word mankind knows
Will always be "Good-bye."
So when a little Child departs,
We who are left behind
Must realize, God loves children...
Angels are hard to find.
-Author Unknown~ |

 

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