Poem:The Fabric of your Memory embossed in golden thread-Each stitch sewn precisely and waiting to be read-The Fabric placed there long ago-on the day that you were born-God's sole intention to help to keep you strong-Your parents placed the first stitches with tender, loving care-As you're life moved forward-It only grew from there-The fabric is now covered with exquisite golden thread-Each stitch sewn precisely-Just waiting to be read-So if you are feeling sadnesss on this joyous Christmas season-I am here to remind you there really is no reason-For the Fabric of your Memory embossed in golden thread-Each stitch sewn precisely is just waiting to be read...