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Welcome to my page

My name is Genesis Rose

Here I am at the age of One month old!!!!!!!!

Grandpa says I am truly one of a kind....

Pawpaw says I am his

Special Little Angel

I can hardly wait to see my first snow fall...

I just want to say

To Grams, Grandma, Mamaw, & Memaw

Also to all my Aunts & Cousins

This is me at the age of Two months...

Am I cool or what??

Aunt April helping me stand on my feet...

Grandpa holding me.....

Here I am at Three months of age...

Grandma showing off my sun suit....

Aunt April is playing with me on the floor...

Grandma is showing off my new hat!!!

I like wearing sun glasses

it keeps out all the bright light...

Now this is my Aunt Eve holding me...

This is my Gram Cox holding me!!!!

Mamaw is holding me in my Easter dress....

Here Grandma is reading to me from my favorite book!!!

Here Memaw is holding me at my first baseball game.....

Here I am at Four months old.....

Does anyone know what happened to my lower lip??

It was just here a minute ago....

This is my first baby contest show in which I won 2 trophies....

My Grandma Rfriese is holding me the day of my Baptism

This is my first swimming pool party......

This is my song as it has my middle name in it...

Some say love is a river

That drowns the tender reed

Some say love is a razor

That leaves your soul to bleed

Some say love is a hunger

And it forsaking need

I say love is, it is a flower

And you it's only seed

It's a part of break, of breaking

That never learns to dance

It's a dream afraid of waking

That never takes a chance

It's the one afraid of taking

That never learns to give

And the one afraid of dying

Never learns to live

A friend

Is someone who knows

The song of your heart

And sings it to you

When you


The words


When the night has been too lonely

And the road has been too long

And you're thinking love is only

For the lucky and the strong

Just remember in the Winter

The need for bitter snow

There's a seed

That when the sun comes

In the Spring becomes the rose...