Footprints on the Heart Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Some people move our souls to dance. They awaken us to new understanding with the passing whisper of their wisdom. Some people make the sky more beautiful to gaze upon. They stay in our lives for awhile, leave footprints on our hearts And we are never, ever the same. From a poster by Flavia |
A Better Place Cry for me no more the many tears of sadness My time in this world was over and it came for me to pass. Bring the photos of old time and see them not with tear-filled eyes But with eyes of joy and laughter and smile once more with me. Know that I am in a better place one without disease without hatred and without death This kingdom I now call home I wait here for you When your time comes to pass to ease the transition from the old to the new. Cry for me no more. Remember only the laughter. For I am in another realm. And I wait to see you again. Author Kirsti A. Dyer |
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In Loving Memory of Arthur "Rudy" Englehart August 22,1950 - January 9,1997 |