No words, when one is grieving,
will ever mean as much
as the showing of compassion
in a loving, gentle touch.
Kind words, though well intended
cannot ever take the place,
of the silent show of heartfelt love
found in a warm embrace.
No words, when one is grieving,
will ever mean as much
as the showing of compassion
in a loving, gentle touch.
Kind words, though well intended
cannot ever take the place,
of the silent show of heartfelt love
found in a warm embrace.
Now I lay me down to sleep. Those who loved me mourn and weep. Time on earth has come and gone. Yet in spirit I live on. I awaken and behold Heaven with its streets of gold. Such beauty, peace and love I see. Shed but tears of joy for me.
Somewhere, in another place beyond this atmosphere; Someone’s waiting for me. ...Someone very dear. A place where peace and beauty are well beyond compare. A place where love will live again. Somehow, Sometime, Somewhere.
If every time I thought of you a star fell from the sky; The moon would soon be left alone with nothing but to cry.
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