"Nearly all the leaves on the trees have surrendered to the ground. The sky has become a flat scrim of grey. We have lived through Halloween, the time change, and the election. Instead of tricks, confusion, and divisiveness, it’s time for gratitude." - Shauna Ahern..
"Sometimes you get discouraged Because I am so small, And always leave my fingerprints On furniture and walls. But everyday I'm growing, I'll be grown up someday, And all these tiny handprints Will simply fade away. So here's a final handprint Just so you can recall, Exactly how my fingers looked When I was very small" For father's day or other...
Those we love don't go away. I can still smell you when I hug your stuffed animals on the bed. I still feel you when I swing on your swing set. I still say rise and shine at granny's when I go into your room on the weekends. I love you so much and am longing for the day you will break free and be back in our life. I will never give up until I am not breathing anymore.
MOTHER OF THE BRIDE framed poem, created by Only Fools and Flutterbyes, an ideal gift from the Bride for her mother on her wedding day. £32 inclusive of frame and postage. Can also be personalised on request. To order or enquire email firstname.lastname@example.org xx