Agape Life Services

09/04/2026

Our Little Superhero — Roycen O. Cole

Only four years old, but you filled every room,
With laughter, love, and joy in full bloom.
A little superhero with a smile so bright,
Our precious Roycen, our beautiful light.

You had just started Head Start, so excited and proud,
With a personality that stood out in every crowd.
And no matter how busy the day may have been,
You'd tell Mom, “I love you,” again and again.

Not once or twice...you made sure she knew,
Thirty times a day, because your love was true.
Those little words are treasures she'll forever hold near,
Still echoing softly for her heart to hear.

You loved your Spidey, brave, strong, and fast,
And playing with your siblings...memories built to last.
You'd wrestle and beat them, then laugh with delight,
A little ball of energy from morning to night.

And then there was that saying that was uniquely you,
“Quiet on the creek!” ... and everybody knew.
Those words will bring laughter, even through the tears,
A piece of your personality we'll treasure through the years.

We never imagined your journey would end so soon,
That heaven would call our little boy home beneath the same moon.
But Daddy Terrel went ahead in twenty-twenty-five,
And we find comfort believing he was waiting when you arrived.

Maybe Daddy reached out and took your little hand,
And said, “Come on, son, I'll help you understand.”
Maybe together you're running where there is no pain,
Where there are no accidents and no goodbyes again.

Roycen, you were only four, but your love was mighty and strong,
And four short years with you will last a whole lifetime long.
You'll always be Mommy's baby, your siblings' little superhero too,
And every “I love you” will keep a part of you.

So when our hearts are hurting and missing you gets deep,
We'll remember your smile and “Quiet on the creek.”
Our little superhero may have flown from our sight,
But Roycen O. Cole will forever be our light.

Forever 4. Forever loved. Forever our little superhero.

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09/01/2026

The Seeds She Planted

She walked this life with purpose,
With faith her guiding light,
A woman called to serve the Lord,
To teach what’s good and right.

Known lovingly as Lynn and Dr. Lynn,
She carried strength and grace,
A leader in her family,
With excellence in every place.

She built, she taught, she poured into
The lives God placed her near,
Encouraging hearts and strengthening souls,
With wisdom strong and clear.

She planted seeds through ministry,
Through business, faith, and love,
And trusted every harvest
To the hands of God above.

She taught that faith could open doors,
That purpose had a plan,
And when the Lord placed vision in her heart,
She answered, “Yes, I can.”

A mother, grandmother, sister, pastor,
A mentor and a friend,
The impact of the life she lived
Will never truly end.

Though now her earthly work is done,
The seeds she sowed remain.
Growing in the hearts she touched,
Still speaking through her name.

And somewhere beyond our sorrow,
Where every promise has come true,
We believe the Lord has welcomed her
And said, “Well done, faithful servant—you made it through.”

So celebrate Pastor Dr. Linda A. Gilchrist-Canadiate,
And every life she blessed along the way;
For a woman who planted seeds for generations
Leaves a harvest that will never fade away.

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08/27/2026

Kids’ Grief Family Workshops

Thursday, September 10th

Culpeper office: 5:30pm - 7:00pm

Charlottesville special location: Botanical Garden of the Piedmont - 5:15pm - 7:00pm

Families are invited to come together and honor their loved ones who have died. Please bring a photo to introduce your special person.

While kids are enjoying grief-related expressive activities, adults are with a bereavement counselor in a support group to share their experiences and find comfort in connecting with others.

Plus, we’ll keep everyone fueled with Domino’s pizza! All families with children aged 5 to 18 (and still attending high school) are welcome.

Complete this form if you are new to our program:
Kids Grief & Healing

click the link below to sign up

https://form.jotform.com/252816299582066

Please join us!

Sincerely,
Kacie, Darlene and Ally
Kids Grief and Healing Team
Hospice of the Piedmont
[email protected]
434-817-6931
www.hopva.org/kids

Kacie Karafa, MAAT, ATR-BC
Kids Grief & Healing Manager
Main: 434-817-6900
675 Peter Jefferson Parkway, Suite 300
Charlottesville, VA 22911

08/25/2026

A Life Rooted in Faith

A faithful heart, a loving man,
Dean walked this earth within God’s plan.
He treasured Scripture, truth, and grace,
And carried God through every place.

His Bible worn, his knowledge deep,
Were precious truths his heart would keep.
A chapter named, a verse begun,
Dean often knew just where it came from.

His books stood tall from wall to wall,
A lifetime spent still learning all.
Of history, faith, and things divine,
He sought God’s wisdom line by line.

He loved his Mary through the years,
Through joyful days and times of tears.
Thirty-two years, side by side,
With faith and family as their guide.

To his sons, his love was always clear,
Through simple words they’ll always hear:
“I love you, son,” he’d often say,
Words they will carry every day.

His grandchildren brought joy untold,
More precious to him than silver or gold.
Their laughter filled his heart with pride,
And treasured memories now abide.

Often behind the camera lens,
He captured family, life, and friends.
Though Dean may not be in each frame,
Every captured moment bears his name.

He gave God’s Word to those in need,
Serving through both faith and deed.
And now the Scriptures he held so dear
Are promises fulfilled, no longer unclear.

For Dean has reached that promised shore,
Where faith is needed nevermore.
The things he trusted, hoped, and knew
Have now become forever true.

So though his chair may now be still,
His love remains and always will.
In every book, each photograph,
In every memory, smile, and laugh.

And when his family thinks of Dean,
They’ll remember the faithful life they’ve seen.
A man who loved with all his might,
Whose lifelong faith has become sight.

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08/17/2026

Forever Our Chamo

Sixteen years was far too soon,
You left beneath an August moon.
So many dreams still left to chase,
So many smiles upon your face.

Chamo, you were loved so deep,
A precious soul we’ll always keep.
A son, a brother, grandson, friend,
A love that time can never end.

You loved to build, to fix, create,
With Dad beside you, staying late.
With tools in hand and plans in mind,
You always left your mark behind.

Whenever someone needed you,
You were the one who followed through.
Dependable, strong, and always there,
You showed your love by how you cared.

Your laughter echoes in our hearts,
Though now we live so far apart.
Your smile remains, your spirit too,
In everything we say and do.

We’ll think of you with every tool,
Every project, every rule.
In every story that we share,
We’ll feel your presence everywhere.

You had so much more life to live,
So much more love you had to give.
Yet in your sixteen precious years,
You filled our hearts with joy and cheer.

Though we would give the world to see
Your smiling face where it should be,
We know your love will still remain,
Through every tear and every pain.

So rest, dear Chamo, peaceful and free,
Forever part of our family.
Though Heaven called you home too soon,
Your light will shine beyond the moon.

Forever loved, forever near,
Forever missed year after year.
Forever young, forever true,
Forever Chamo—we’ll carry you.

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08/13/2026

The Stories Live On
In Loving Memory of Harold Everett Bondurant
March 5, 1948 – August 6, 2026

If stories could keep someone with us,
Harold would never be far away,
For he carried a lifetime of memories
And always had something to say.

A story from years gone by,
An adventure, a laugh, or two,
And even if you’d heard it before,
He’d somehow make it feel brand new.

His laughter could fill up a room,
His smile could brighten the day,
And Harold had that special gift
Of leaving joy along the way.

He loved the sound of an engine,
A Corvette shining bright,
Classic cars and anything fast
Could quickly catch his sight.

He loved the freedom of the water,
Boating beneath the open sky,
A fishing pole, a place to travel,
And another road to try.

He treasured the friendships he made,
The fellowship and pride he knew,
As a Son of the American Legion,
Among friendships strong and true.

But greater than every adventure,
Greater than places he could roam,
Was the love he had for Nancy
And the family they called home.

A husband, father, grandfather,
Great-grandfather and friend,
His love reached across generations,
A legacy that will never end.

Edwin and Maureen, Jennifer,
Isabella, Jackson, Hunter and Morgan too,
Sofia and Lillie will carry forward
The love that came from you.

There will be moments when we’ll miss him,
When we wish for one more day,
One more laugh, one more opinion,
One more story Harold had to say.

But listen closely when family gathers,
When old memories make you smile,
Because Harold will still be with you,
Living in those moments all the while.

He taught us life is meant for living,
For loving, laughing, and holding tight,
For taking the trip, enjoying the ride,
And making ordinary moments bright.

So today we do not only mourn him,
We celebrate the life he gave—
The laughter, love, and memories
That time can never take away.

And although his voice has grown quiet,
His stories are far from done,
For every time someone tells them again,
A little piece of Harold lives on.

Forever loved.
Forever remembered.
Forever a part of every story still to be told.

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08/02/2026

Still Building
In Loving Memory of Thelma Annette Terrell
October 28, 1962 – July 16, 2026
Thelma never saw a room
And thought the work was done;
She always dreamed of something new,
A project just begun.
She filled each space with beauty,
With purpose, style, and grace;
She knew just how to make a house
A warm and special place.
She built a website of her own
And kept each number right;
She wrote two books and started more,
Still reaching toward the light.
She always had another plan,
Another dream to chase;
Before one project could be done,
The next one took its place.
“You know what’s funny—not funny haha,”
She’d say with so much cheer;
Then laugh before the joke was told,
A sound we loved to hear.
She loved her steam and soothing soaks,
A spa day brought her peace;
A quiet moment just for her
Could make her worries cease.
She loved to shop for something nice,
In Polo, fresh and new;
And shopping for her grandchildren
Was something she loved too.
She watched HGTV with joy
And TV Land each day;
The Washington Auto Show displayed
What soon might come her way.
She studied every brand-new gadget
And gave each one a try;
She’d work until she figured it,
Or laugh and wonder why.
She noticed things you mentioned once,
No matter how small or slight;
Then later she would bring them back
And make your whole day bright.
She loved her Winston tenderly,
Her loyal, loving friend;
Though their time together was too short,
Their bond will never end.
But of the many things she built,
Her family was her pride;
Cameron and Keira knew her love
And kept it by their side.
Then Liam, Elijah, Aubree came,
Three blessings from above;
She treasured being Grandma most
And wrapped them all in love.
Her sister, Jewell, will miss her smile,
Her laughter and her care;
And all who knew and loved Thelma
Will feel her everywhere.
Her mother Shirley and her father James
Have welcomed her once more;
While those she leaves behind will keep
Her memory evermore.
Though some of her plans were left undone,
Her story did not end;
Her love still lives within each heart,
Each child, each cherished friend.
She built a life of strength and joy,
Of laughter, dreams, and will;
And though her hands are resting now,
Her love is building still.
So when we ask, “What would be next?”
Or what she might have done,
We’ll smile and know her work lives on
In everyone she loved.
For Thelma left no empty space,
No life untouched or still;
She filled this world with love and light,
And always, always will.

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07/28/2026

A Mother’s Love Lives On
In Loving Memory of Bernice Ware
December 3, 1944 – July 23, 2026

Born in Louisa, one of fourteen,
Bernice grew where love was seen.
She learned from youth that family ties
Are among life’s greatest prizes.

She later made Spotsylvania home,
And raised seven children of her own.
Three daughters and four sons so dear,
She gave them love year after year.

Her caring heart had room for more,
As grandchildren came through her door.
She helped to raise them, watched them grow,
And gave them love they’ll always know.

At every cookout, every affair,
You could count on Bernice being there.
With family gathered all around,
Her greatest joy was always found.

She loved her scratch-offs and trying her luck,
Hoping each ticket might bring a few bucks.
But no prize could ever compare
To the love of the family gathered there.

Her life was filled with love and grace,
And family always held first place.
Though we may miss her gentle way,
Her love still guides us every day.

So when we gather, laugh, and share,
We’ll feel her loving spirit there.
For Bernice left a lasting part,
A family joined by one loving heart.

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07/28/2026

In Loving Memory of Pastor Dominic Green
September 29, 1951 – July 23, 2026

From New York City to Fredericksburg,
He faithfully served both country and Lord.
For thirty years, a proud Marine,
A man of honor, strong and keen.

At New Destiny, from its earliest days,
He taught God’s Word and guided the way.
Through Christian leadership and mentoring too,
He touched countless lives in all he would do.

A loving husband to Karen, devoted and true,
A cherished father and grandfather too.
His family, church, and community knew
The strength of his love in all he would do.

At New Destiny, he shared God’s grace,
Bringing hope and light to every place.
His voice may rest, but the seeds he sowed
Will keep growing wherever love is shown.

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