Bennett, Paige Cynthia Mae

September 3, 2012 – October 10, 2012

Little snow drop

The world may never notice
If a snowdrop doesn’t bloom,
Or even pause to wonder
If the petals fall to soon.

But every life that ever forms,
Or ever comes to be
Touches the world in some small way
For all eternity.

The little one we longed for
Was swiftly here and gone.
But the love that was planted
Is a light that still shines on.

And though our arms are empty
Our hearts know what to do.
For every beating of our hearts
Say that we love you.