In Loving Memory of My
Father~N~Law
~William Thorpe~
Jan.7,1927
Jan 10,1996

The Next Room

Death is nothing at all, I have only slipped
away into the next room. I am I, and you are you.
What ever we were to each other, that
we still are. Call me by my old familiar name,
speak to me in the easy way which you
always used. Put no difference in your tone,
wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes
we enjoyed together. Pray, smile, think of me,
pray for me. Let my name be the household word
that it always was. Let it be spoken without effect,
without the trace of a shadow on it. Life means
all that it ever meant, It is the same as it ever was;
there is unbroken continuity, Why should I be
out of mind because I am out of sight?
I am waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere
very near, just round the corner. All is well.

~by: Canon Henry Scott Holland~

For I have gone to a city where the roses
never fade.

~This part was added by "Us", the family.~

 
In Loving Memory Of
Our dear friend.
~Cathy Colan~
March 24, 1973
Jan. 21,1999

He Only Takes The Best

God saw they were their happiest and
someone would not let that be.
So He put his arms around them and whispered
"Come with Me".

With tear filled eyes we watched them,
suffer and fade away. Although we
loved them deeply, We could not
make them stay.

A golden heart stopped beating,
hard working hands put to rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us,
He only takes the best.

~Author Unknown~

 
Friends like us rely upon one another
to inspire and encourage, to support
each other in following our dreams
as far as they'll take us.

Friends like us are winners
not only because we believe in
ourselves, but because we believe
in each other.

The Existence Of Love

I had thought that your death
was a waste and destruction,
A pain of grief hardly to be endured.
I am only beginning to learn
That your life was a gift, a growing
And a loving left with me.
The desperation of death
Destroyed the existence of love,
But the fact of death
Cannot destroy what has been given.
I am learning to look at your life again
Instead of your death and your departing.

~by: Marjorie Pizer~

 
When Tomorrow
Starts Without Me

When tomorrow starts without me,
and I'm not there to see;
If the sun should rise and find your eyes,
all filled with tears for me;
I wish so much you wouldn't cry,
the way you did today,
while thinking of the many things,
we didn't get to say.

I know how much you love me,
as much as I love you,
and each time that you think of me,
I know you'll miss me too;
But when tomorrow starts without me,
please try to understand,
that an angel came and called my name,
and took me by the hand,
and said my place was ready,
in heaven far above,
and that I'd have to leave behind,
all those I dearly love.

But as I turned to walk away,
a tear fell from my eye,
for all life, I'd always thought,
I didn't want to die.
I had so much to live for,
so much yet to do,
it seemed almost impossible,
that I was leaving you.
I thought of all the yesterdays,
the good ones and the bad,
I thought of all the love we shared,
and all the fun we had.

If I could relive yesterday,
just even for awhile,
I'd say goodbye and kiss you
and maybe see you smile.
But then I fully realized,
that this could never be,
for emptiness and memories,
would take the place of me.

And when I thought of worldly things,
I might miss come tomorrow,
I thought of you, and when I did,
my heart was filled with sorrow.
But when I walked through heaven's gates,
I felt so much at home.
When God looked down and smiled at me,
from His great golden throne,
He said, "This is eternity,
and all I've promised you".

Today for life on earth is past,
but here it starts anew.
I promise no tomorrow,
but today will always last,
and since each day's the same day,
there's no longing for the past.

But you have been so faithful,
so trusting and so true.
Though there were times you did some things,
you knew you shouldn't do.
But you have been forgiven
and now at last you're free.
So won't you take my hand
and share my life with me?

So when tomorrow starts without me,
don't think we're far apart,
for every time you think of me,
I'm right here, in your heart.

~by: David Romano ~
{Written for his wife who died a few years ago.}

 
Footprints

One night I had a dream. I was walking along
the beach with the Lord, and across the skies flashed
scenes from my life. In each scene I noticed two sets
of footprints in the sand. On was mine, and one
was the Lord's.

When the last scene of my life appeared before
me, I looked back at the footprints in the sand, and
to my surprise I noticed that many times along the
path of my life there was only one set of footprints.
And I noticed that it was at the lowest and saddest
times in my life.

I asked the Lord about it. "Lord, you said that
once I decided to follow you, you would walk with
me all the way. But I noticed that during the most
troublesome times in my life there is only one set of
footprints. I don't understand why you left my side
when I needed you most."

The Lord replied, "My precious child, I love you
and would never leave you. During your time of

Trial and suffering, where you see only one set of
footprints, I was carrying you."

~By: Mary Stevenson~

This poem is used with permission
By: Basil Zangare
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