Aunt Edith's poem

This poem was written by my daughter Leigh Ann on the way back to Conneticut  from Missouri after visiting Aunt Edith in the hospital.  My mother and her two sisters had it printed on the memorial card. Aunt Edith you are missed very much and there is an empty place in my heart that will never be filled.

                  Dedicated To Edith  L. Murray  

February 9, 1911---March 9, 1993

        FINAL THOUGHTS

                                

There you lie, on your death bed
There's no denying that fact
Though your outer body is deteriorated
and shows none of the life, vibrancy,
and love you really have, but your eyes,
soul and heart shine through like a
beacon in the storm.

 God loves you, I, Mother, and everyone
else loves you. You will live as a kind,
gentle woman in the hearts of everyone.
I know I'm selfish to say "Stay", but I
can't help but not want to lose you.
Now as I look into your eyes for one
last time, I see ever lasting life.

And that makes me want to be like you more
than anything, for I love you Aunt Edith.

                                by Leigh Ann Marie Messier

Aunt Edith loved hummingbirds, so these are approiate graphics for her page. I remember one summer when we were at the lake and she was setting on the porch of the cabin. We hear her calling us, when we got to the front porch we couldn't belive what we saw. There setting on the tip of her toes was a hummingbird.