GARDEN

SARAH'S

Patty & Mike had recieved a card that said 'Sarah you were a beautiful flower in the garden of life and God picked you"...so I wrote this poem for Patty as she liked that card

Before she was born  Sarah was planned by God; He had a speical place to plant her on earth and He chose her special Daddy and Momy to be the gardeners, to help her grow, to care for her with their love, Sarah was truly their gift from above. Sarah was here in the garden of life as a sweet smelling rose, I picture it pink as her mother chose.  She gave to all such wonder and joy, as miracals do.  She grew so fast from baby to toddler, becoming a sweet, priceless and preciouse pearl. She was a beautiful flower in the garden of life, blooming so lovely, and God chose on that September day, to pick her and to heaven take her away. Our tears now water where Sarah once grew; seems it's a garden of sorrow for now. Yet the Lord will water the bare spot left in our lives with ''living water'' to heal our pain; pouring it out upon us like a warm summer rain.                          --10/21/97--