For me alone there
is a great void in my life
because I dearly miss all of them.
I pray now only that
they are in a far better place
than the suffering and pain that we see
everyday on this earth.
~John Burroughs~
Christopher was only here on earth
for a short while,but he left his footprints
across the souls of all who knew and loved him.
The family he once had, is no more, for we have all been scattered like sand in a windstorm.
Although we are all scattered
all of us will always hold Christopher in our hearts
and he
will live on until we all meet again someday.
I will always love you, Chris,forever.
~Mom~
Time has a way of taking the pain
And tucking it sweetly away.
Filling our hearts with the gentle thoughts
Of a past that was happy and gay.
Oh yes--time has a way of healing
I do believe this is true,
But time will never erase
All the memories I have of you.
Time has shown me how lonely life can be
Lonely yes--
Because a part of me has died,
The part that was but simple joy
Joy yes---
That was always there,leaves me empty now inside.
Time has taught me something else as well,
No matter where I go
Or what I think or do,
In every thought or movement
I will always cherish the time I had with you.
~Mom~
~Nov.14,1989~
She was my Grandmother
my Mother's Mother.
She was a beautiful spirit,as I am sure that she still is
a
very special person in the lives of many people.
We did not call her Grandmother, as she
was all Italian
as was my Grandfather,he being from the old Country, Parma,Italy.
So we called
my Grandmother "Noni" and my Grandfather, "Nono".
My Grandmother lived 96 years, my Grandfather
lived 95.
They were married for 75 years.
I will always be thankful for the time I shared with
them both,
they were very, very special people to me.
The times that I remember the most, were
when I was so very young
and I did get to live with them for a short while.
That was when my
Grandmother would tell me stories at bedtime about the "MoonBeams".
Many years have come and gone
since those days
but in my heart, those days are as clear as yesterday
and so very much better,
in that,
that was a time when all seemed like Magick to me.
It seems as you look back over things ~Edgar Guest~
That all that you treasure so
dear
Is somehow blent in a wonderous way
With a heart pang and a tear.
Though many a day is a joyous one
When viewed
by itself apart,
The golden threads in the wrap of life
Are the sorrows that tug at your heart.
I know though that my Aunt Clara in a safer place,
where she joined again
with her husband, my Uncle Ray, who was my GodFather.
She is free from her suffering
but she is so deeply missed by all yet still here in this family.
"Some day," we say, and turn our eyes ~Edward H. Phelps~
Toward the fair hills of Paradise;
Some day, some time, a sweet new rest
Shall blossom, like flowers,
in each breast,
Some day, some time, our eyes shall see
The faces kept in memory;
Some day their hands shall clasp our hand,
Just over in the Morning-Land---
O Morning-Land. O Morning-Land.
He was my first love
and we were wild and so free.
Fate did not see us to be together for long
yet we learned so much from what time we had.
So it is that I wish to place him here
because from him I learned that life is
not money or things
but rather, lasting friendships and love.
I shall always remember
him
and I think he knows that even still.
When I shall die and by: Joan B. Danziger~
Leave behind this earth
I love,
These trees,
This sky,
The everpounding sea,
The yearly hope of spring.
Cry not for me,
Rejoice!
My soul has wings and in its
Freedom
Sings.
