SUNSHINE CIRCLE / Lori Lewis (Friend)
A circle is never ending, even when trials avail.
It never stops giving aid, even when you fail.
Circles are made of many things, sometimes wire or gold.
But my circle is special, it cannot be bought or sold.
Regardless of the challenge, or who may have a need.
You'll find them taking aciton, before anyone can plead.
A word of kindness, a visit to cheer;
Perhaps just a card, or lending an ear.
Devoted to each other, sharing laughter and tears,
Lifting your spirits, or calming your fears.
My circle touches the lives of so many in despair.
Ready, willing and able, to console with a prayer.
My sunshine is always present, even in the rain.
Like a cushion of love, absorbing the pain.
Never envious, jealous, or full of selfish pride.
Rather bubbling over with joy, taking life in stride.
Our hearts are linked together, bound by God's love.
You see, my sunshine circle, are really angels from above.
Written by Sylvia Squires Davis
Natalie,
I'm so glad I had the opportunity to know you. You were such a joy to be around. Sometimes i can still hear you calling, "Miss Lori". You truly were a joy to every one who knew you. Your smile could light up the building. I miss the little "girl talks" we used to have every now and then. Although you never had the opportunity to meet her in life, i am sure you are up in Heaven now with my Mom going "Hey Miss Bonnie, i used to work with your daughter, Lori."
May your light always shine on in the ones who loved you.
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