“You decide exactly what the quilt label says—every word is yours.”
Katherine Kealey
I want you, my daughter, to know your own strength,
And to love without limits and do what you think.
You’ve learned to be brave and stand on your own,
And with your family behind you, you will never be alone.
Anna Elizabeth
A screaming tiny pink bundle you were from day one,
But through your teen years as your life begun.
You blossomed and became the most beautiful soul,
And for a loving grandmother that is the ultimate goal.
Jacquelyn Ann
In the garden of life, true friends are the flowers,
Blooming in all the laughter and the showers.
A bond unbreakable, a trust so deep,
In memories to sow, and forever to keep.
Stormi Sky
From cute eyes, chubby little nose and curly-burly toes
To a budding novelist that someday everyone knows.
A shining star you have become to all who know you,
Your heart and love of life will keep all dreams in view.
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Angelia
Throughout your life you’ve been my delight,
A dance of joy from morning til night.
May life grant you dreams as vast as the sea,
With love, your grandmother, eternally.
Shelley
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In the garden of life, true sisters are the flowers,
Blooming in all the laughter and the showers.
A bond unbreakable, a trust so deep,
In memories to sow, and forever to keep.