Comments about Frances Ayers
A Children's Heaven(In Memory Of The Children Killed At Sandy Hook)
Heaven's gates swing wide open
Revealing lush gardens and paths
As a throng of wide eyed innocent
Children run pass the check in desk
Dozens of clouds go passing by
With cherubs tolead the way
A place without tears and pain
Our precious master with open arms
Sits upon a golden cloud with
Gentle voice and loving smile
Greets each and every precious child
Dressed in gowns of finest silk
Each with memories from distant earth
A mothers kiss, a fathers smile
Happy times filled with endless laughs
Days too numerous, but none to last
Almost A Father
No legal ties to bind us, no shared blood in our veins.
Yet I call you father, in many many ways.
If soothing words can dry a tear, and love can ease the way.
When difficult times assault, I know you’ll always stay.
You’ve helped me travel down a path of unfamiliar roads.
So many lessons I have learned, by stories you have told.