Maxine Elizabeth Henwood

A Fallen Limb

A limb has fallen from the family tree.
I keep hearing a voice that says,
“Grieve not for me.
Remember the best times,
the laughter, the song,
the good life I lived while I was strong.
Continue my heritage;
I’m counting on you.
Keep smiling and surely the sun will shine through.
My mind is at ease,
my soul is at rest
remembering all,
how I truly was blessed.
Continue traditions,
no matter how small.
Go on with your life,
don’t worry about falls.
I miss you all dearly,
so keep up your chin,
until the day comes we’re together again.”
– Author Unknown

...Family in the care of Erin Arteaga, Funeral Director