I was fortunate enough to have you both until I was 42 years old
You helped raise me, and love me, may God bless your beautiful soul
Although I’m sad, I can’t be mad I suppose, because one was a jewel 💎 and the other was a rose🌹
I’ll always love you both forever! Your son, Robert ❤
What if, when we die…
We become the bright stars that fill the night sky?
By Robert N. Jones
According To Merriam-Webster’s Dictionary A Jewel Is Defined As:
Here is a short poem I wrote in memory and honor of my wonderful grandmother, Emma Jewel X Orsborn.
Sunrise: May 18, 1928 Sunset: January 6, 2018.
“They say no one is perfect, you’re the exception to the rule
Because, God crafted perfection when he created this Jewel.”
“Youth is fleeting, before life begins…innocence blows away, like whispers in the wind.”
-Robert N. Jones
I open my eyes for love…I thrive for you.
Every little ambition, every large undertaking, and every profound ground breaking is simply for you.
I leave my comfort, lose my grace, I am front runner in my chase… for you.
My smile is yours and the tears I taste are often replaced by your sweet whispers.
No one else can deliver. I shudder. I quiver.
Oooh… only for you. I am dumb. I am mad. I am numb.
You are my sun and moon, my December and June, my second, my week, you are my silence, my speech…
Everything I do… You. I close my eyes for love…
Toni Marie Parker-2014