Saturday, October 17, 2015

To My Dear Grandchildren...Spreading Their Wings... Comments

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Build a bridge, come walk with me to the other side,
Where no one ever stands alone...
Where memories linger...spend a moment...
When you're gone and only the stars know where you are,
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Dorothy Good
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Lyn Paul 17 October 2015

A lovely poem giving that heavenly, peace feeling of death.

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