How can I say goodbye
just yet . . . too soon, too soon
cries my heart;
I cannot conceive life
without you . . . how will
it be when we are apart?

With whom will I share those
inmost thoughts . . . only we
shared through the years;
Who'll pray with me . . .
give comfort . . . oh . . . who'll
kiss away my tears?

Sweet memories invade my
thoughts, precious friend, of
YOU . . OUR BEAUTIFUL IRISH ROSE;
Whose thoughtful, giving
heart reached out . . . to
so many . . . God only knows!

Your life tells a story, so
sweet, so dear . . . a vessel
God used beyond measure;
As petals scattered . . .
here and there along the way . . .
Father used as Spirit~Breath'd treasure!

My Faith calls out to our Father . . .
He answers . . . "I'm with you ever;
Her battles have ceased . . .
She's embraced in my arms . . .
No need, child, to
worry now . . . never!

Cherish each memory she made
with you . . . just as
near she will be as those;
Ne'er say goodbye . . .
She's e'er in your hearts,
OUR BEAUTIFUL IRISH ROSE!"

Mary Carter Mizrany
August 25, 2009
Copyrighted. All rights reserved.

Dedicated to The Family of Patricia Ann (Pat) Smith
February 20, 1944 ~ September 1, 2009
IN LOVING MEMORY