Life is not measured by the number of breath we take, but by the moments that take our breath away
Thursday, June 11, 2009
In Loving Memory...MOM
A rose may lose its bloom, But still the fragrance lingers long. A bird may fly away, Yet we can still recall its song. So when someone who is loved departs To join the Lord above They'll live and laugh and be with us In memories of love
May 30,2009, 20.30 pm ...is the day Allah took you and
release you from the pain that you hold for years..
Mom, you are not here with us anymore ...but you are in our heart...always..forever
We can see you walking hand in hand with Dad...You are Happy now in heaven...
We always LOVE you.
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