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To the living I am gone, to the sorrowful I will never return, to the angry I was cheated. But to the happy I am at peace and to the faithful I have never left. I cannot speak but I can listen; I cannot be seen, but I can be heard. So, as you stand upon a shore, gazing at a beautiful sea, remember me. As you look in awe at a mighty forest and it's grand majesty, remember me. Remember me in your hearts, your thoughts and your memories of the times we cried, the times we fought, the times we laughed, the times we loved. For if you always think of me, I will never be gone from your side. ~anonymous~ |
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You are listening to Counting Crows "Round Here" |
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A butterfly lights beside us like a sunbeam. And for a brief moment it's glory & beauty belong to our world, But then it flies away again. And though we wish it could have stayed ... we feel lucky to have seen it. ~ Author Unknown ~ |
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Nothing loved is ever lost .... |
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Press above for Kevin's Tribute to his Aunt Jamie |
Don't think of her as gone away... her journey's just begun, life holds so many facets... this earth is only one. Just think of her as resting from the sorrows and the tears, in a place of comfort, where there are no days and years. Think of how she must be wishing that we could know today, how nothing but our sadness can really pass away. And think of her as living in the hearts of those she touched. For nothing loved is ever lost, and she was loved so much. ~ E.Brennerman |
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