Earl Paul Roberts III (Scooby)
June 30, 1973 - February 26, 2004
The thought of the holidays is breaking my heart.
There is no cheer to spread this year,
I just want to run away and forget I'm here.
I feel guilty and sad and full of despair.
I'm letting down everyone and it's just not fair.
Do you know the kind of pain that I feel?
I can't do it this year; I just can't deal.
So let me do this in my own way,
And then I'm sure that you will see
That because love is there inside of me,
I must endure what is meant to be.
I pray every day, "God, show me the way.
When I feel alone at night,
There's no one here to hold me tight.
I need Your help to find the path that is right."
It's been over a year, and I still cry.
Sometimes I don't even know why.
The tears, the sorrow, the pain I feel
My aching heart that will not heal.
I wonder if only there could be
One more time for you and me.
A time when God could share a place
For us to meet, face to face.
One last time to say farewell,
And know that you are safe and well.
The comfort I would then feel
Would ease my pain and help me heal.
Written by Joanne Burkey
November/December 1999 Bereavement Magazine
Is a spectacular sight to see,
As the Angels go around the world,
Gathering things to put on the tree.
They gather up some moonbeams,
They gather up some stars,
they even go a little farther,
To gather things from Mars.
And when the tree is ready,
You'll hear the Angels sing,
And somewhere in a distance,
You'll hear the Christmas bells ring.
Written by Judy Ryan
that never was it known that anyone who fled to thy protection,
employed thy help, or sought thy intercession was left unaided.
Inspired with this confidence I fly unto thee, O virgin of virgins, my mother,
to thee I come before thee, I stand sinful and sorrowful.
O mother of the word incarnate, despise not my petition, but in thy mercy, hear and answer me.
Amen
by Kirsti A. Dyer, MD, MS
I find an old photograph
and see your smile.
As I feel your presence anew,
I am filled with warmth
and my heart remembers love.
I read an old card
sent many years ago
during a time of turmoil and confusion.
The soothing words written then
still caress my spirit
and bring me peace.
I remember who you used to be
the laughter we shared
and wonder what you have become.
Where are you now,
Where did you go,
When the body is left behind
and the spirit is released to fly?
Perhaps you are the morning bird
singing joyfully at sunrise,
or the butterfly that dances
so carelessly on the breeze
or the rainbow of colors
that brightens a stormy sky
or the fingers of afternoon mist
delicately reaching over the mountains
or the final few rays of the setting sun
lighting up the skies
edging the clouds with a magical glow.
I miss your being
but I feel your presence,
In whatever form you choose to take,
however you now choose to be.
Your spirit has become for me
a guardian angel on high
guiding, advising, and watching over me.
I remember you.
You are with me
and I am not afraid.
Hi Mom, me again
I see you're still missing me
But that's quite alright
I wish you could just see me
Once I touched your cheek
As a tear was trickling down
Another time I whispered I loved you
But you did't hear a sound
When you sit on the bed to cry
I'm always sitting beside you
I hear every word you say
Especially the "I love you's"
Now when you're sad
And feeling really blue
Just remember Mom
I will always be...with you
Written by Doyle Alldredge (c) 2005
To shatter all the darkness and bless the times we knew.
Like a beacon in the night
The flame will burn bright and guide us on our way.
Oh, today I light a candle for you.
The seasons come and go, and I'm weary from the change.
I keep on moving on, you know it's not the same.
And when I'm walking all alone
Do you hear me call your name?
Do you hear me sing the songs we used to sing?
And I will light a candle for you.
To shatter all the darkness and bless the times we knew.
Like a beacon in the night
The flame will burn bright and guide us on our way.
Oh, today I light a candle for you.
You filled my life with wonder, touched me with surprise,
Always saw that something special deep within your eyes.
And through the good times and the bad,
We carried on with pride.
I hold onto the love and life we knew.
And I will light a candle for you.
To shatter all the darkness and bless the times we knew.
Like a beacon in the night
The flame will burn bright and guide us on our way.
Oh, today I light a candle for you.
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