Memories of Mark - Scott, Marlene
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Most of these poems were written for him, to him, and about him. It was as though he was talking to me and wanting me to relay these messages to loved one. I could feel others pain and as though I had an insight into their lives. I felt as though God had taken my son, but had now sent him back to me as my Guardian Angel to watch over me. I hope that in some small way some of these poems will touch you and maybe you will find a little of yourselves in them. God Bless You An Emmerson or Browning I will never be But I really love writing poetry. So, if one of my poems you should read Tell a friend, that will make me happy.…mehr

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Most of these poems were written for him, to him, and about him. It was as though he was talking to me and wanting me to relay these messages to loved one. I could feel others pain and as though I had an insight into their lives. I felt as though God had taken my son, but had now sent him back to me as my Guardian Angel to watch over me. I hope that in some small way some of these poems will touch you and maybe you will find a little of yourselves in them. God Bless You An Emmerson or Browning I will never be But I really love writing poetry. So, if one of my poems you should read Tell a friend, that will make me happy.
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I live in Santee, S.C., was born in Kentucky, graduated in Camden, Ohio from Shawnee High School. After graduation, I joined the Navy. I met my husband, married, and a Navy wife. I have four children; 3 sons and a daughter. Now, I have 9 grandchildren and 16 great-grandchildren.We moved a lot, met many wonderful people, and learned a lot. I learned we are all looking for the same thing, Love/Peace/Understanding/Friendship. The poems I wrote were from my heart. I want them to go on and on. God says even after death, life goes on.I felt others' pain, yes, and mine. This was my therapy. I pray if, in some way, you find yourself in one of my poems that they will in some way touch you too.Twenty (20) years later, we still live on the Campground, go to the same church. This is my next step down that road, but God willing, we will be here for a few more years. This is my home, my next and the last step will be when God calls me to step into His Heavenly Home.