words shapes shadows
I hope his soul is at peace. Many good and positive vibes to you and your family, Barbara.(((hugs)))
Thanks for the good thoughts, Michelle. We're having perfect weather here for a day off, so I'm putskying around outside, poking at the garden, just like my dad would have done. And the rhubarb is coming up!
We little knew that eveningGod was going to call your name.In life we loved you dearlyIn death we do the same.It broke our hearts to lose you,You did not go aloneA part of us went with youThe day God called you home.You left us beautiful memories,Your love is still our guideAnd although we cannot see you.You are always by our side.Our family chain is brokenAnd nothing seems the same,But as God calls us one by oneThe chain will link again.
I, as well, hope that his soul is in peace.
That's beautiful, Barbara W. Thank you. Papa even gets a poem; he'd be pleased.Thanks for your kind thoughts, Jas.
Barbara - He's with you always. In your heart, your Soul and he's watching over you, and I know he's smiling because he's proud of you.
Thank you, Ben. That's so very kind of you. I hope I made him proud, anyway.
I borrowed that poem from the obits page in The Gazette one day. I put it on my blog. I just brought it over here for the occasion. I just knew it would be right.
You read the obits?
My mother reads them then she lets me know if anyone we know died. That day a friend of the family died.
I'm sorry to hear that.Thank you for bringing the lovely poem over.
Keep up the good work »
That's beautiful, Barbara W. Thank you. Papa even gets a poem; he'd be pleased.
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