Gone is the face, we Loved so dear.
Silent the voice, we love to hear.
Too far away from sight or speech.
But not too far for thought to reach.
Perhaps they are not the stars
but rather openings in Heaven
where the love of our lost ones
pours through and shine
down upon us
to let us know they are happy.
A loss to us is a gain to our God so let’s rejoice to those who will see Him after this life.
No person is Ever Truly Alone
Those who live no more,
whom we loved,
Echo still within
Friends are the pillars on your porch. Sometimes they hold you up, sometimes they lean on you, and Sometimes its just enough to know that they are standing.