Autumn Memories

The tranquil days of Autumn
are filled with memories
that whisper softly in my heart
like wind upon the trees.

Beauty all around me,
the air is crisp & cold;
but like my heart, the trees are warm
with their hues of red & gold.

You loved the days of Autumn
and playing in the leaves,
watching squirrels gather nuts
while birds sang in the trees.

With God's glory all around you,
You were most at home,
discovering the wooded paths
where you could always roam.

You'd snuggle up to read a book
while leaves rustled in the breeze.
In these calm surroundings,
you were most at ease.

Now when Fall approaches,
my thoughts turn to you;
The memories are sharp & clear
Like the season's vibrant hues.

The brilliant colors fade now;
winter's coming fast.
The starry night is filled with peace
and memories from the past.

September 10, 2004
© Pam Hilton Harvey
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In loving Memory

Chad Phillip Pendergrass
September 21, 1972 - June 10, 1986

Son, it's been 5 years since we said our last goodbye. No words can say how I felt on that day. You were extra special to me. You gave so much love to me and in return I gave it back. You were a brave soldier. You fought a courageous battle for 19 months. No matter how bad it got, you never gave up hope. You always had a positive attitude. You were an inspiration to me. You were in so much pain, but you kept going on and continued to face each day with a smile and kind word anyway. You had a strong will. You were stronger than I was, in many ways. You fought to live for another day, for with cancer, there is no time to rest. When the news was bad, you never gave up. You fought bravely 'til the very end. Your war came to an end on June 10, 1986 and mine had just begun. As my heart was breaking, I claimed several of God's promises for peace of mind. God promised that:

"My grace is sufficient for thee: For my strength is made perfect in weakness. All things work together for good to them who love God. The Lord is nigh unto them that are of a broken heart. The eternal God is thy refuge, and underneath are His everlasting arms." Until then, I will go on living by faith of seeing you again.

I love and miss you very much. Our love will always remain the same. It's because He lives, I can face tomorrow.

Love, Mama


This was the memorial letter submitted to the paper on Chad's 5 year anniversary.

























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