Desira L Rodabaugh (1942-1994) *51
The grave site of Desira L Rodabaugh / Plot 47874855. This memorial website was created in memory of Desira L Rodabaugh, 51, born on September 13, 1942 and passed away on July 23, 1994.
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Thinking out loud I type this to you, I dedicate these words from heart to type. "Mom, you were the best part of who I am today and everyday. You loved me, never ever did you give up on me, and in the end your hands outstretched to me I received your love eternal. Though life by man is measured in time our friendship and love surpass time to the eternal bond we share" Thank you Mom for being my Mom, I love you. =)
Peace, my heart, let the time for the parting be sweet.
Let it not be a death but completeness.
Let love melt into memory and pain into songs.
Let the flight through the sky end in the folding of the wings over the nest.
Let the last touch of your hands be gentle like the flower of the night.
Stand still, O Beautiful End, for a moment, and say your last words in silence.
I bow to you and hold up my lamp to light you on your way.
Love you;
Joseph Shuford