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The following Poem was written to comfort my beloved sister in the death of her youngest son, Nathaniel Ethan Pace, who was killed in a tragic auto accident on March 12, 2000. His earthly sojourn was 26 Years, 6 Months and 20 Days. I wrote the poem, and attached it to a Ficus Benjamina Tree, with braided trunk, "A Living Tribute"~ thus the Poem's hidden meaning...
Binding Three hearts...
Randy, Chris, and Nathaniel
No other love can quell the heart
Than a Mother’s Love so sweet!
No other relationship can near impart,
Those feelings so complete!
I tried to compare this love so grand,
To a beautiful and growing tree,
It’s braided trunk for you will stand
and Bind your hearts eternally.
A tree is a symbol of Life and Love,
It grows from year to year,
So too, your Love is from above,
And grows to be more dear.
Time improves a growing tree,
And Love’s the same we know,
It cannot fade, but stronger be,
And so a Mother’s love will grow.
And so this tree, though twisted be,
A symbol of your lives entwined,
As now it binds them near to thee,
Throughout your life, in heart and mind.
A Mother’s Love God gave to you,
No greater love there be,
For a Mother’s Love is ever new,
Through time and eternity.
A Mother’s Love is God’s design,
It came from heaven above,
No Earthly Love is ne’re sublime,
nor dare compare to Mother’s Love.
A Mother's Love, like the Pure Love of God,
His Love the Greatest still,
A Mother's Love while here we trod,
Reminds us all, the Peace and Joy that God one day will fill.
This Poem is dedicated to my sister Cheryl Ellen Cowart
and also to her now late son
Nathaniel Ethan Pace - Age 14
August 23,1973 - March 12, 2000
"Precious in the sight of the LORD is the death of his saints."
- = Psalms 116:15 =-
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