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| Enter this place Find beauty and peace A word to remember A spirit to keep Find out the pleasure Of life with no pain Just take this journey The love will remain |
| I give you this shelter A place just to rest I honor your dignity Whatever your quest I gathered some flowers I give them to you A bouquet of friendship I've grown just for you |
| By Francine Pucillo |
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| WINGS OUTSPREAD I CAN HEAR THE ANGELS SINGING, SWEET HARMONY FILLS THE SKIES, A PRECIOUS ONE HAS ARRIVED. TEARS FLOW WITH SADNESS, HEARTS FILLED WITH LOVE, A PRECIOUS ONE HAS DEPARTED. OPEN ARMS AWAITING, WARM EMBRACES SHARED, A PRECIOUS ONE HAS ARRIVED. SHARING OF MEMORIES, SMILES SHINE ON FACES, A PRECIOUS ONE HAS DEPARTED. EYES BEHOLD THE WONDERS, SHOWN THE GLORY OF HEAVEN, A PRECIOUS ONE HAS ARRIVED. A FOND FAREWELL IS GIVEN, HEARTS ARE ON THE MEND, A PRECIOUS ONE HAS DEPARTED. A PLACE IS SET UP ABOVE, COMFORT IS IN ABUNDANCE, A PRECIOUS ONE HAS ARRIVED. HEARTS RECEIVE A GIFT, LOVE LEFT TO US BY ONE, A PRECIOUS ONE HAS DEPARTED. WINGS OUTSPREAD, A HEART AGLOW, A PRECIOUS ONE HAS ARRIVED. TEARS OF HAPPINESS FIND THEIR WAY, GENTLE CALMING SOON TO BE FOUND, A PRECIOUS ONE HAS ARRIVED! DEDICATED TO MY BROTHER, CRAIG ROBERT WHITTON, WHOM I LOVE SO MUCH! BY: ELAINE F. COATES Copyright 2000 |
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| Let me show you the way To Mountains above So filled with God's splendor Of gentle sweet love Where no one can hurt you You'll always be safe From torments that face you I'll try to erase The pain that you feel Goes way deep inside I can see on your face That it's so hard to hide I am here just to give you The way that is clear A peaceful expression Of love that is near I feel all your sorrow I feel all your pain I know that you need love These words not in vain So let me just lead you To uncharted lands Where while on this earth You can let life expand Know that your beauty Is greatest of worth An expression of beauty The day of your birth Though roads that you travel Are weary and long Please know that I love you So you can feel strong So come to the mountain Stay right on this path I'll guide you to cool streams That quench all the rath Hold on to my spirit Fly high with me I offer you beauty Of love naturally Know that the mountain Will offer reprieve In silence you gather The love that's received. By Francine Pucillo |
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| Geocities Counter started on: June 25, 2001 |
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| You are invited to visit Loving Memories, a site dedicated to a family's love of Craig. |
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