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Delaney's Journey 
Welcome to Delaney's Journey.
Heaven has been blessed with a beautiful Angel.
Delaney Wilson Wright 4/9/1996 ~ 1/7/2002
Please sign my guestbook and let my family know you are thinking about me.
Journal
Sunday, May 11, 2008 9:54 AM CDT Happy Mother's Day from Heaven
Dear Mr. Hallmark,
I am writing to you from heaven,
and though it must appear
A rather strange idea,
I see everything from up here.
I just popped in to visit,
your stores to find a card
A card of love for my mother,
as this day for her is hard.
There must be some mistake I thought,
I saw every card you could imagine
Except I could not find a card,
from a child who lives in heaven.
She is still a mother too,
no matter where I reside
I had to leave, she understands,
but oh the tears she's cried.
I thought that if I wrote you,
that you would come to know
That though I live in heaven now,
I still love my mother so.
She talks with me, and dreams with me;
we still share laughter too,
Memories are our way of speaking now,
would you see what you could do?
My mother carries me in her heart,
her tears she hides from sight.
She writes poems to honor me,
sometimes far into the night
She plants flowers in my garden,
there my living memory dwells
She writes to other grieving parents,
trying to ease their pain as well.
So you see Mr. Hallmark,
though I no longer live on earth
I must find a way to remind her
of her wondrous worth.
She needs to be honored,
and remembered too
Just as the children of earth will do.
Thank you Mr. Hallmark,
I know you'll do your best
I have done all I can do;
to you I'll leave the rest.
Find a way to tell her,
how much she means to me
Until I can do it for myself,
when she joins me in eternity.
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Delaney is Our Little Miss Magic ... A true and precious gift. During Delaney’s brief life, she provided genuine inspiration, joy, and hope to others.
Delaney's beautiful, bright eyes, her gorgeous smile, and contagious giggle captured the hearts of many. She radiated like a star, like love that transcends all time. It is Delaney's song inside each heart that never stops singing. In this world, we are never alone, for we are all connected by the heartstrings of her song.
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