My Sweet Sister Sharon kissing Uncle Lloyd
In loving memory of dear Uncle Lloyd
who passed away on this date I believe 5 years ago
In the rising of the sun and in its going down, we remember them. In the glowing of the wind and in the chill of winter. In the opening of buds and in the rebirth of spring. In the blueness of the sky and in the warmth of summer. IN the rustling of leaves and in the beauty of autumn, IN the beginning of the year and when it ends. When we are weary and in the need of strength. When we are lost and sick at heart. Whe we have joys we yearn to share. We remember them, As long as we live they too shall live for they are now a part of us as we remember them.