Skin so soft as cotton wool
Beautiful silky hair greased together
Cute little nose, lips and gorgeous eyes
Fingers and toes

Innocence in a sense died that day.

Die as we cried for the sake of the other who was left behind.

The unkind hand of fate

Dearest Children

Birth and death
Grow out of life

Who plants them
We do not really know

But God is our answer

Birth we let it

Death of a loved one is all about one and two.

Don't cry your loved one is not far away,

so why not ask them to sit with

“Valentine for Johnny”

Gathering lace and paper to create,

loving memory for the special date.

Pink, red valentines