Sarah, You're the poet in my heart...
Never change...
Never stop...
But now you're gone...
It doesn't mater what for...
But when you build your house...
Well then, call me...
Call me...
Taken from the Lyrics from Sara, by Fleetwood Mac. Thank you Stevie Nicks for writing a song that would always make me think of my little girl.
It's been three months, Sarah, and I still miss you just as much. I can't wait to see you again, in the house prepared for us by the Lord. Until then, may you dance with joy around the throne. And pray for your Mommy. Pray for us all.
