Your days are short here;
this is the last of your springs.
And now in the serenity and quiet of this lovely place,
touch the depths of truth,
feel the hem of Heaven.
You will go away with old, good friends.
And don’t forget when you leave why you came.
In loving memory of my mother
Bertha Garcia Carter
January 12, 1930 – September 13, 2013
The best gift she left her three daughters were her loving and close friends.
Thank you for sharing your special gifts with those near you.