Verse 70
Each time we look at your picture, You seem to smile and say, Don’t be sad but courage take, and love each other for my sake.
Verse 65
No matter how life changes, No matter what we do, a special place within our hearts, Is always kept for you.
Verse 64
A light from our household has gone, A voice we loved is stilled, A place is vacant in our home, That never can be filled
Verse 58
They shall grow not old As we that are left to grow old Age shall not weary them Nor the years condemn At the going down of the sun And in the morning We will remember them
Verse 57
When I Must Leave You When I must leave you For a little while – Please do not grieve And shed wild tears And hug your sorrow to you Through the years, But start out bravely With a gallant smile; And for my sake And in my name Live on and do All things the…
Verse 51
Just a prayer from the family who loved you Just a memory fond and true In our hearts you will live forever, Because we thought the world of you.
Verse 47
Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there. 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 awaken in the morning’s hush, I am the swift uplifting…
Verse 43
Distance takes us far apart, And darkens my today. I have to keep remembering – You’re just a thought away. When the world is too confusing, Times are hard to bear. I pull your precious meaning, your bright spirit, from the air. If I sometimes drift into, A lonely state of mind, I gather up…
Verse 40
Softly in the morning, You heard a gentle call, You took the hand God offered you, And quietly left us all. The day you left us mother our hearts just broke in two The smallest part is still with us, And the biggest part with you For the rest of our lives we will miss…
Verse 32
I’d like the memory of me to be a happy one. I’d like to leave an afterglow of smiles when life is done. I’d like to leave an echo whispering softly down the ways. Of happy times and laughing times and bright and sunny days. I’d like the tears of those who grieve, to dry…