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In Memoriam
I give you this one
thought to keep
I am with you still
- I do not sleep.
I am a thousand
winds that blow,
I am the diamond
glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on
ripened grain,
I am the gentle
autumn rain.
When you awake in
the mornings hush,
I am the swift,
uplifting rush
of quiet birds in
circled flight.
I am the soft stars
that shine at night.
Do not think of me
as gone -
I am with you still
- in each new dawn.
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Harry |
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Mike
Rumble & Noelle |
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Ebony |
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Esther Jane
July 1, 1992 to March 2 2007 |
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Gregory |
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Snappy
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Meph |
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Herm
11/30/1996~4/15/2008
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Oprah |
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Harley |
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Scooter |
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"Death is not the extinguishing of the
light...It is the putting out of the lamp
because the dawn has come."..
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Heaven's Road
A
man and his dog were walking along a road. The man was
enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he
was dead. He remembered dying, and that the dog walking
beside him had been dead for years. He wondered where the
road was leading them. After awhile they came to a high,
white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked
like fine marble. At the top of a long hill it was broken
by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight. When he was
standing before it he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that
looked like mother-of-pearl, and the street that led to the gate
looked like pure gold. He and the dog walked towards the
gate and as he got closer he saw a man at a desk to one side.
When he was close enough, he called out "Excuse me, where are
we?" The man answered "This is Heaven". "Wow!
Would you happen to have some water?" The man asked.
"Of course sir. Come right in and I'll have some ice water
brought right up." The man gestured and the gate began to
open. "Can my friend come in too?" the man asked as
he gestured towards his dog. "I'm sorry sir, but we don't
accept pets." The man thought a moment and then turned
back toward the road and continued the way he had been going
with his dog. After another long walk and at the top of
another long hill he came to a dirt road leading through a farm
gate that looked as if it had never been closed. There was
no fence. As he approached the gate he saw a man inside
leaning against a tree and reading a book. "Excuse me" he
called to the man. "Do you have any water?" The man
replied, "Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there. Come on
in." "How about my friend here?" the man asked as he
gestured towards his dog. "There should be a bowl by the
pump." the man answered. They went through the gate,
and sure enough there was an old-fashioned hand pump with a bowl
beside it. The traveler filled the water bowl and took a
long drink himself, then he gave some to his friend - the dog.
When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward the man
standing by the tree. "What do you call this place?" he
asked. "This is Heaven." he answered. "Well, that's
confusing." the traveler replied. "The man down the road
said that was Heaven too." "Oh, you mean the place with
the gold street and pearly gates? Nope, that's Hell!" the
man answered. The traveler asked "Doesn't it make you mad
for them to use your name like that?" "No, we're just
happy that they screen out the folks who would leave their best
friend behind."
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