Treasure Island

Jacquie StewartHeimann


Hearts Missed


Two women gone...
But still loved
Lost...
But not forgotten
Two women who
Impacted many, many lives
With love, support
Help and kindness
Their lives, too brief
Cut short, tragically
Now at peace
We mourn, grieve
But remember...
Touches, smiles
Wisdom, laughter
Hugs
So we love...
We honor...
Their souls
Their memories

In loving memory of
Virginia Alberta Heimann
1923-1983
and
Vicky Lee Heimann
1947-2007
Wife, Mother, Daughter, Grandmother, Aunt

Submitted: Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Edited: Wednesday, July 23, 2008

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  • James B. Earley (7/28/2008 8:28:00 AM)

    A passionate tribute to blessed memories! Excellent composition. Please read 'Is Not....Perception....Reality.' (Report) Reply

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