Pain And Suffering Are The Soil Of

Please Don't Miss Me Too Much. Please Don't Be Too Sad. Find Someone Else To Love, Because You Have Much Love To Give And It's A Gift That Shouldn't Be Wasted. You , Jesse, Were The Rose That Made My Life Sweet.i Will Wait For You In Heaven.

Nobody Gets To Pick What Life Gives Them

For As Long As The World Spins And The Earth Is Green With New Wood, She Will Lie In This Box And Not In My Arms.

Love Is Patient And Trusting; It Doesn't Hold A Grudge When Somebody Hurts You, And Most Of All, It Endures.

Sisters Are Made By Living Everyday With Each Other And Wearing Each Other Down Until The Rough Spots Are Smooth. They're Made By Sharing Secrets You'd Never Tell Mom, And Out Of Doing Things For Each Other Just Because You Feel Like It, Not Because You Have To. I Guess You Could Say Sisters Are 'grown,' Not Manufactured, In A Very Special Place Called A Family.