Death took you away, memories keep you alive, dreams allow you to visit. I can see you, touch you, hold you in my arms. Warm tears I feel upon my shoulder as I cradle you in my arms. I'm here, I'll never let you go, I'll never forget you. . . It's OK. I just need to know you are.
Please God, give me peace to know he's OK...
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Thought-provoking
It's good to see a post from you. Haven't heard from you in a while. I've been absent much of this fall, too. Life gets busy.
A agree with Java on the first part. It's good to see a post, a sign of life from the deep south.
May that peace be with you and with all who whisper that prayer in the darkness of their nights.
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