Home is where the heart is,

The soul's bright guiding star.


Home is where real love is,

Where our own dear ones are.


Home means someone waiting

To give a welcome smile.


Home means peace

and joy and rest

And everything worthwhile.



Author: Unknown





In A Quiet Church

I stepped inside the quiet Church,

And in a shadowed pew,

I opened up my heart to God,

Though He already knew

The burden that i carried,


But He was all that mattered,

In this very holy place.


Within this quiet Church today,

I felt God close to me,


I didn't have to touch Him,

And I didn't have to see.


He's saved me from myself too many

Times for me to doubt,

And He remains the only Love,

...I can never do without.


Author: Grace E. Easley






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This page was made with Love by Joanne/GabbiAsh

It is dedicated to...

My Children...

Patrick, Paul, Joni, & Jennifer

and to my little Makers of Magic

Pat jr, Angela, Ashley, Andrew,

Gabrielle, Kelsey, Joe and Jimmy

January 20, 2000

updated January 13, 2003

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