God Bless you all, our friends. It was wonderful to have you here and help in so many ways , we really want to thank you for each and every thought , deed and action as you cared for us all. You are very special and words cant express our gratitude in our time of need.
Lovingly,
The Thompson's family

God's Flowers

Men and flowers both develop,
In accordance with God's scheme,
From tiny buds of promise,
Into mighty blooms supreme.

Side by side, within life's garden,
Men and flowers grow with grace,
They share their essence and spirit,
To make the world a better place,

How magnificent each flower,
Its beauty so complete,
And how magnificent each man,
So special, so unique.

We do not cry when flowers die,
For we expect them not to last,
Yet we weep when good men sleep,
Though we know they, too, must pass.

Angels gather up the faded flowers
Which are brought to heaven and restored,
Where they will bloom forever,
In the presence of the Lord.

So why do we mourn for men,
Who, like flowers, will go home,
To be reborn and bloom again,
Beside the Father's throne?

There is no need to grieve,
Nor spend time in shedding tears,
In heaven, all begins anew,
Now more beautiful, more dear.

Man and flowers now will blossom,
Upon a hallowed plane,
Earth is done; heaven's begun,
Now time to bloom again.

written by Virginia (Ginny) Ellis

In Honor And Remembrance

Would you please forward this to all the staff Patrick. It would be lovely if you could.

from
James Thompson and family