Holly by Lori Cumiskey / Lori

To every thing there is a season,
and a time to every purpose under the heaven.
A time to be born, and a time to die:
a time to plant,
and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal;
a time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh;
a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones,
and a time to gather stones together;
a time to embrace,
and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to get, and a time to lose;
a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
A time to rend, and time to sew;
a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
A time to love, and a time to hate;
a time of war, and a time of peace.

 

My time with you was precious, Holly.
You are in my heart forever.
I will always love you,
Holly
25, Aug 2003
Lori Cumiskey