She Loved You Babe

You’re so precious ~
And so very loved.
I know she’s watching ~
With God up above.

She didn’t want to leave you,
But she just had to go.
Hoping the memories left behind,
Would somehow help you grow.

She loved you babe ~
With all her heart.
She’s giving you ~
A brand new start.

Your mother’s love ~
Was solid gold.
I know you hoped,
That she’d grow old.

She did not want ~
To leave, you know.
But it was her time,
She had to go.


I love you Dale,
Aunt Gina

Written for my nephew, the night we laid his mother to rest.

Wilma Gabbard
June 12, 1950 - December 4, 2004.
God rest your soul, you precious woman. Hearts have broken. Tears are still falling. You were a gift, a true blessing. I'm glad you were my sister, I’m glad you were part of my life.

Rest now. Know that we love and miss you!