She watched the sun set in El Salvador. She saw a smile spread across a young boy's face when she helped him into a wheel chair. She saw snow falling on the mountain beyond her parent's home. She saw her grandpa plant a willow. She watched her brothers play ball and her sister swing a bat. She watched giant cedar's sway behind the pulpit each Sunday morning.
Her eyes read JK Rowling's riveting words. Her eyes studied passages from the Bible, read In The Time of the Butterflies, and danced through the poetry of Edna St. Vincent Millay.
Her eyes live on, giving sight to man of 21 and an infant of 3 months. They are blessed.
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1 comment:
You are so right on, Patricia...in her death, she has given sight to two and life to 5, and in her 18 years, 8 months, and 8 days of life, she gave an in-recordable amount of hope, faith, laughter, and love to too many to number...this was/is one special woman---an angel. I love and miss her horribly!
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