*~*~*~*~*~*PRECIOUS CHILD*~*~*~*~*~*~

Words and Music by Karen Taylor-Good

In my dreams, you are alive and well
Precious child, precious child
In my mind, I see you clear as a bell
Precious child, precious child

In my soul, there is a hole
That can never be filled
But in my heart, there is hope
'Cause you are with me still

In my heart, you live on
Always there never gone
Precious child, you left too soon
Tho' it may be true that we're apart
You will live forever... in my heart

In my plans, I was the first to leave
Precious child, precious child
But in this world, I was left here to grieve
Precious child, my precious child

In my soul, there is a hole
That can never be filled
But in my heart there is hope
And you are with me still

In my heart you live on
Always there, never gone
Precious child, you left too soon,
Tho' it may be true that we're apart
You will live forever... in my heart

God knows I want to hold you,
See you, touch you
And maybe there's a heaven
And someday I will again
Please know you are not forgotten until then
In my heart you live on
Always there never gone
Precious child, you left too soon
Tho' it may be true that we're apart
You will live forever... in my heart

The melody Precious Child is written and performed by Karen
Taylor-Good in loving memory of her nephew, Paul Rodgers.

We have placed the song here in memory of:

Amy Darlene Guffy

Who went home to be with God on Oct 10 2002 close to 5:30 AM
Born March 10, 1971 at Kiowa Ks

Mother of Austin James Guffy age 5 Cherokee, OK
Daughter of James and Carol Guffy Byron. OK
and Rita and Brian Schwerdtfeger Cherokee, OK
Grand daughter of Wayne and Lois Guffy of Byron, OK
Grand daughter of Carroll and Carol Allen Longmont, CO
and Darlene Allen Boulder, CO

Her rare disease was never diagnosed.
She was hospitalized in OK. City, mid September, 2002

The Borrowed Gem
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I'll lend you for a little time,
"A child of mine," He said.
For you to love while she lives,
And mourn for when she's dead.
It may be six or seven years
Or thirty-two or three.
But will you, till I call her home,
Take care of her for me?
She'll bring her charms to gladden you,
And shall her stay be brief,
You'll have her lovely memories
As solice for your grief.
I cannot promise she will stay,
Since all from earth return,
But there are lessons taught down there
I want this child to learn.
I've looked this wide world over
In search of teachers true,
And from the throngs that crowd life's lanes,
I have selected you.
Now, will you give her all your love,
Nor think the labor vain,
Nor hate me when I come to call
To take her back again?
I fancy that I heard you say,
Dear Lord, Thy will be done.
For all the joy Thy child shall bring,
The risk of grief we'll run.
We'll shelter her with tenderness,
We'll love her while we may,
And for the happiness we've known,
Forever grateful stay.
But shall the angels call for her,
Much sooner than we've planned,
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes,
And try to understand.....
~author: unknown~