Country Cemetery

In a quiet country cemetery,
Where the gentle breezes blow,
Lies my son I love so dearly;
He died a few years ago.

His resting place I visit,
Placing flowers there with care,
But no one knows my heartache,
When I turn to leave them there.

Though his smile is gone forever,
And his hands I cannot touch,
Still I have so many memories
Of the son I loved so much.

His memory is my keepsake,
With which I will never part.
God has him in His keeping;
I have him in my heart.

~Author Unknown~





Shane's place was chosen because my Dad is there and I wanted them close together, just as they were in life.....



















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