Barbara Jean Hendricks

In My Pocket

I have memories in my pocket.
They rattle among the change.

My memories of you are treasures I carry wherever I go.

They are stored in bits and pieces, parts of a beautiful whole
They give me comfort when I think I am alone.

Yes, I have memories in my pocket, like so much other stuff I keep there.

But of all the treasures I have, it’s the memories of you that are the most precious.

To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say...
but first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there's no more tears of sadness; here is just eternal love.

Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I'm with you every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome...

They say memories are golden,
Well, maybe that is true;
I never wanted memories,
I only wanted you.

A million times I needed you,
A million times I cried;
If love alone could have saved you,
You never would have died.

In life I loved you dearly,
In death I love you still;
In my heart you hold a piece
No one could ever fill.

But now I know you want me
To mourn for you no more,
To remember the happy times

Hey Nanny we love you and miss you very much.

WE WERE SO SORRY ABOUT MRS. BARBARA OUR
PRAYERS GO OUT TO YOU FRANK AND CHERYL AND
THE REST OF YOUR FAMILY WE WILL MISS HER

RANDY AND REGINA CLARK

Scott, Debra & family. So sorry to hear about your mothers passing. We will be thinking fo ya'll at this time of need. If you need us for anything, just give us a call. Love ya'll, Bigmama, Bigdaddy & family