For every burden that we bear,
For every sorrow, every care,
There’s a reason
For every grief that bows the head,
For every tear-drop that is shed,
There’s a reason
For every hurt, for every plight,
For every lonely pain racked night,
There’s a reason
But if we trust God as we should,
All must work out for our good,
He knows the reason.

Author Unknown

As beautiful as a rose to see,
Was her life she lived so gracefully.
She made things prcious by her touch,
Her selfless love lives on in each of us.
The petals of her life fell one by one.
Each a gift of her heart,
'Til there were none.
Yet her radiance blooms once again
In fields of glory without end.

Author Unknown