before I was able to work on my scrapbook.
knowing that someday they would be treasures.
Spring time brings those memories rushing back...
being in Kansas for my birthday in March-
This morning I found my scrapbook
I think God put Mother Nature on overtime that year
as those last few weeks of her life,
every spring time tree, every flower, every plant
seemed to be in full bloom.
And now she celebrates every day where it is
'Don't cry for me, I'm going Home to see my Saviour
There's a garden He's been tending just for me
Why, I can almost smell the sweet perfume
of roses on the vine...
Dry your eyes, don't you cry
I'm just going where it's forever Springtime!' "
Happy Birthday, Mom!!!
"Forever Springtime" by The Bishops