Springtime Wishes for Miss Charlotte of Syracuse, New York who is 90 years old. She is in a nursing home. She is also receiving a scripture bookmark.
Lola’s Smile Bunch
Lola’s Smile Bunch
Lola’s Smile Bunch
Lola’s Smile Bunch
Springtime Greetings to Alice of Ft. Wayne, Indiana who a devout Christian and is 89 years old. She is receiving a scripture bookmark. Artwork is by Crystal Michelle Fallin.
Lola’s Smile Bunch
Lola’s Smile Bunch
Lola’s Smile Bunch
Lola’s Smile Bunch
John 3: 13 - For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.
Happy Easter to Beth of Waterbury, Connecticut whose daughter requested Easter Cards for her mom. She is also receiving a scripture bookmark.
Angel Card Project
Easter Blessings to Ed of Lakeside, California who is 92 years old with a heart conditions and is living in a Rehabilitation Center. He loves Jesus and Easter so he is receiving a scripture bookmark and a Chateau de Chambord Greeting card.
Angel Card Project
Angel Card Project
The little girl in the light pink dress, who hunted Easter eggs barefooted is Crystal, age 4 in Columbus Georgia with her brother and cousins at her grandma Mary’s house.
I’ll be your Legacy
I’ll be your Voice
You live on in Me
So I’ve made the Choice
To honor your Life
By sharing your Art
To encourage and
Give Hope
To the Lonely-in-Heart
I love you
I miss you
I’ll see you Again.
She sat at the back and they said she was shy
She led from the front and they hated her pride
They asked her advice and then questioned her guidance
They branded her loud then were shocked by her silence
When she shared no ambition, they said it was sad
So she told them her dreams and they said she was mad
They told her they’d listen then covered their ears
And gave her a hug whilst they laughed at her fears
And she listened to all of it thinking she should
Be the girl they told her to be best as she could
But one day she asked what was best for herself
Instead of trying to please everyone else
So she walked to the forest and stood with the trees
She heard the wind whisper and dance with the leaves
And she spoke to the willow, the elm and the pine
And she told them what she’d been told time after time
She told them she felt she was never enough
She was either too little or far, far too much
Too loud or too quiet, too fierce or too weak
Too wise or too foolish, too bold or too meek
Then she found a small clearing surrounded by firs
And she stopped and she heard what the trees said to her
And she sat there for hours not wanting to leave
For the forest said nothing, it just let her
breathe
💚💚💚
Talking to the Wild Collection
I shall
Gather up
All the lost souls
That wander this earth
All the ones that are alone
All the ones that are broken
All the ones that are weary
And contrite In spirit.
In her time
And in this place,
She was unforgivably herself,
Full of flaws, beauty,
Chaos and imperfection,
For these are the things
That made her the most real,
And the things that
Are real in this world
Are the things that
Are loved the most…
Beautiful is just something she is,
The part of her that
People saw at first glance,
But her true everlasting beauty
Was in in her depths…