Kyla was a beautiful young woman who lived life to the fullest. She was diagnosed at 23 with the deadliest form of brain cancer, Glioblastoma Multiforme.
If I had a flower for every time I thought of you, I could walk in my garden forever. You will never be forgotten.
*********************************** A rose once grew where all could see,Sheltered beside a garden wall,
And, as the days passed swiftly by,
It spread its branches, straight and tall...
One day, a beam of light shone through a crevice that had opened wide,
The rose bent gently towards its warmth then passed beyond to the other side,
Now, you who deeply feel its loss, be comforted,
The rose blooms there,
Its beauty even greater now,
Nurtured by God's own loving care.
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