Sunday, February 15, 2015
The tide recedes but leaves behind
bright seashells on the sand.
The sun goes down, but gentle
warmth still lingers on the land.
The music stops, and yet it echoes
on in sweet refrains..... For every
joy that passes, something beautiful
remains. The loving memories of your
mother, Marie Peevy, will last forever.
Love each of you
Pat & Bobbie Swanson