Our Memories of Rose
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I've been reading through
all of mom's old books. One of them is a book of poetry.
NOW I LAY ME DOWN TO SLEEP
“NOW I LAY ME DOWN TO SLEEP:
This was my childhood's early prayer
Many years since then have fled;
Yet methinks I see her now,
As, kneeling by her side to pray,
“Now I lay me down to sleep;
Oh! Could the faith of childhood's days,
Oh! Could it's simple joyous trust
That lies around a wasted life,
Oh! Then at night in prayer I'd bend,
And pray with childlike faith once more
“NOW I LAY ME DOWN TO SLEEP:
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"Aunt" Rose I met Miss Rose in 1972 when my family moved in 2 doors down from her. My own children loved to go visit her and play in her backyard. I will always think fondly of her when I hear of the Texas Rangers on the radio! Rose will be greatly missed by us all.Mary Riley January 06, 2005 |