Memories lead to tears.
If memories could build a stairway, and tears a lane, I would walk right up to heaven and bring you home again.
My little girl Baby, I will mourn for you forever. To do this is my way of showing love and respect for you.
What ever pain I suffer is nothing compared to what I saw you suffer on May 23,2002.
If you guided the stray dog that found me nine days after you passed away, I say thank you Baby.
I will tell him of you and he will be spoiled as I spoiled you. In time I will love him and he will become my little boy. He will never replace you. You will forever be the alpha in my life.
It is with sincere hope that you are resting in peace. And as you look down from heaven on me and junior, please be happy with the way junior is cared for. Thank you Baby for all the love you gave me in our days alive together. Thank you for all that you are doing for me from your blessed resting place.
Baby ; a kind and gentle girl to all that met her.
| Precious Baby |
| 23, May 2002 |
| Florence Carney |