"Don't be afraid to cry. It will free your mind of sorrowful thoughts."
--- Hopi


A friend told me I should send something for your web page. This may help others who are dealing with loss of a loved one.


As the sun sets to end another day,
I sometimes wonder what lies
Beyond the sunset.

Grandma, what is life like for you
Beyond the sunset?
I've heard that you can walk down
The streets of gold
To your beautiful mansion...

How does it feel to walk on gold?
What does your mansion look like?
Do you have a swing to sit on-
Where you, Grandpa, Betty, and Cub
Can sit down and talk about the good ole' days?

Grandma, what is life like for you
Beyond the sunset?
What do you do all day?
How did you feel when you met Jesus?
Were you nervous?
Were you filled with joy and wonder as you took His hand?

How was it to see all of your family?
Did you remember them?
Did they remember you?

Grandma, what is life like for you
Beyond the sunset?
Are there books in your mansion?
Are there puzzles for you to complete?
You always loved to read...and
You always enjoyed putting puzzles together.

Grandma, what is life like for you
Beyond the sunset?
Can you see you remember me?
Can you see me working in a place
You also worked in?
I pull those all-nighters, too...just like you!

Can you see me all grown up?
I graduated from college and now, I have a job!
Are you proud of me?
Have I lived up to your expectations?

Grandma, what is life like for you
Beyond the sunset?
I know as the sun sets to end my day,
The sun still shines where you are.
What is it like to be in the sun all day?

Grandma, I know life is far better for you
Beyond the sunset!
When I think of you in Heaven,
A smile comes across my face
At the thought that you are happy, healthy, and whole.
But the peace of knowing that you are safe and secure
Can't ease all of my pain and sadness.

I want to see hug hear your stories.
But I know, Grandma, I must stay here to finish my journey, right?
One day, I will see you again...
And what a happy day that will be
Beyond the sunset.
Copyright © 1997 Daphne Lynn Taylor --- North Carolina


Red roses were her favorites, her name was also Rose.
And every year her husband sent them, tied with pretty bows.
The year he died, the roses were delivered to her door.
The card said, "Be my Valentine, " like all the years before.

Each year he sent her roses, and the note would always say,
"I love you even more this year, than last year on this day. "
"My love for you will always grow, with every passing year. "
She knew this was the last time that the roses would appear.

She thought, he ordered roses in advance before this day.
Her loving husband did not know, that he would pass away.
He always liked to do things early, way before the time.
Then, if he got too busy, everything would work out fine.

She trimmed the stems, and placed them in a very special vase.
Then, sat the vase beside the portrait of his smiling face.
She would sit for hours, in her husband's favorite chair.
While staring at his picture, and the roses sitting there.

A year went by, and it was hard to live without her mate.
With loneliness and solitude, that had become her fate.
Then, the very hour, as on Valentines before,
The doorbell rang, and there were roses, sitting by her door.

She brought the roses in, and then just looked at them in shock.
Then, went to get the telephone, to call the florist shop.
The owner answered, and she asked him, if he would explain,
Why would someone do this to her, causing her such pain?

"I know your husband passed away, more than a year ago, "
The owner said, "I knew you'd call, and you would want to know. "
"The flowers you received today, were paid for in advance. "
"Your husband always planned ahead, he left nothing to chance. "

"There is a standing order, that I have on file down here,
And he has paid, well in advance, you'll get them every year.
There also is another thing, that I think you should know,
He wrote a special little card...he did this years ago. "

"Then, should ever, I find out that he's no longer here,
That's the card...that should be sent, to you the following year. "
She thanked him and hung up the phone, her tears now flowing hard.
Her fingers shaking, as she slowly reached to get the card.

Inside the card, she saw that he had written her a note.
Then, as she stared in total silence, this is what he wrote...
"Hello my love, I know it's been a year since I've been gone,
I hope it hasn't been too hard for you to overcome. "

"I know it must be lonely, and the pain is very real.
For if it was the other way, I know how I would feel.
The love we shared made everything so beautiful in life.
I loved you more than words can say, you were the perfect wife. "

"You were my friend and lover, you fulfilled my every need.
I know it's only been a year, but please try not to grieve.
I want you to be happy, even when you shed your tears.
That is why the roses will be sent to you for years. "

"When you get these roses, think of all the happiness,
That we had together, and how both of us were blessed.
I have always loved you and I know I always will.
But, my love, you must go on, you have some living still. "

"Please...try to find happiness, while living out your days.
I know it is not easy, but I hope you find some ways.
The roses will come every year, and they will only stop,
When your door's not answered, when the florist stops to knock. "

"He will come five times that day, in case you have gone out.
But after his last visit, he will know without a doubt,
To take the roses to the place, where I've instructed him,
And place the roses where we are, together once again. "

Author Unknown

Sent in by Traci Blair


She was our Mother for many, many years.
And when God took her, We couldn't hold back the tears.
And though we know, She'll suffer no more.
We'll miss those happy times, Like we had before.

Now that She's gone, We know there's no other.
That could ever replace, The love of our Mother.
We'll miss her loving smile, We'll miss her gentle touch.
No words could explain, How we'll miss her so much.

But even though she's gone, We'll never feel alone.
We know that she is watching, From her brand new home.
We love you Mom !

Sherry Blackburn --- Kentucky

"In a harbor, two ships sailed- one setting forth on a voyage, the other coming home to port. Everyone cheered the ship going out, but the ship sailing in was scarcely noticed. To this, a wise man said, "Do not rejoice over a ship setting out to sea, for you cannot know what terrible storms it may encounter, Rejoice rather over the ship that had safely reached port and brings its passengers home in peace." And this is the way of the world: When a child id born, all rejoice; when someone dies, all weep. We should do the opposite. For no one can tell what trials await a newborn child; but when a mortal dies in peace, we should rejoice, for he has completed a long journey, and there is no greater boon than to leave this world with the imperishable crown of a good name.'

The Talmund
Sent in by Jennifer Prugh --- Pennsylvania

"As long as I can I will look at this world for both of us. As long as I can I will laugh with the birds, I will sing with the flowers, I will pray to the stars, for both of us. As long as I can remember how many things on this earth were your joy. And I will live as well as you would want me to live As long as I can."

Sent in by Jennifer Prugh --- Pennsylvania

"I cry when I think of him. But even though he's gone, Daddy still teaches me. He has left me his dignity, family values, love and honor. He encourages me to be strong and to be the best me I can be. He reminds me of all the memories we made and reminds me of his kindness and courage. I know he hears me when I thank him for making me the person I am today. I thank him for all he gave me while he was alive and for all he continues to give me from heaven. I miss him more than I ever thought I could miss anyone. When I listen carefully I can still hear his heavy work boots walking across the floor, the way he would throw his keys on top of the TV, and his voice late at night when I couldn't sleep. I will carry on for you Daddy and I will make you proud. I will live like you did and keep the things you believed in sacred within me. I'm always listening to you from up above. I know you're watching down on me."

Copyright © 1999 Jennifer Prugh

I found this on a sympathy card and thought I would pass it on.

No further away than a picture,
A smile, or remembered phrase,
Our loved ones live in memory -
So close in so many ways.
For how often does a sunset
Bring nostalgic thoughts to mind
Of moments that our loved one shared
In days now left behind!
How often has a flower
Or a crystal autumn sky
Brought golden recollections
Of happy day gone by!
Yes, memory has a magic way
Of keeping loved ones near -
Ever close in mind and heart
Are the ones we hold most dear.

Marjorie Frances Ames
Sent in by Mary Mahey --- Pennsylvania


We are in sorrow,
he is in total joy -
We see the separation,
he is in the presence
of the Lord -
We know weeping,
he has had all the tears
wiped away -
We shall a deep loss,
he has gained a crown
That will not fade away -
We are aware of his absence,
he has been
welcomed home!

Author Unknown
Sent in by Mabel Khoo --- Singapore

Thought I'd share with you a touching poem about Christina Marie Williams, the girl who vanished (her remains were recently found) while walking the family dog at Fort Ord.

Little Sparrow

Little sparrow with big brown eyes
Sitting in a cypress tree, gazing at blue skies
Watching the fluffy clouds drift by
Dreaming of the day when she can fly
Nestled in the branches of the tree
She sings her sweet song for you and for me
Whilst meadow flowers sway in the ocean breeze
Her voice falls upon God's ear
He leans down from heaven to hear
God knows the time has come
To call home this little one
Hearts will break with the pain
Tears will fall like the rain

Tenderly, God takes the little sparrow in his mighty hand
Gently sets her free in the promised land
With a golden halo and wings of white
Little sparrow sings with angels in the moonlight
Lonely, stands the cypress tree
Quiet is the sea
Empty is the world
Without Christina Marie...

Deborah Roberts
Sent in by Felicia Hong --- California

This is a church song I have always loved, I don't know who wrote it. My favorite part is the verse:

Tell me friend, why must you die?
Why must your loved ones stand with empty arms
And ask the question why?
Help me know, so I can go on,
How when your love and faith sustained me
Can the precious gift be gone?
From the depths of sorrow I cry,
The pains of grief within my soul arise,
the whispering of The Spirit still my cries.
Didn't he say he sent us to be tested?
Didn't he say the way would not be sure?
But, didn't he say we could live with him forever more,
Well and whole if we but patiently endure.
After the sorrow we will be blessed, but this life is the test.

The Test - Copyright © Janice Kapp Perry
Sent in by Laurel Tyler
Author's name supplied by Charlene Mellor --- Utah

Marlene, here are some additional poems/stories I would like to submit. I wrote these poems when my husband died tragically in May 1997.


Grief envelops me, holding me ever so tight
I don't know how I'll make it through this night.
Grief follows me each and everyday
No matter how I duck and dodge,
I can't seem to get out of its way.

Grief calls on me, knows me by name,
Never letting me forget that
Things will never be the same.
Grief speaks to me at unexpected times
It doesn't give me a forewarning, hint or sign.

It sends its friend called, Loneliness
To rob me of my sleep,
And gives me tears
That cause me to weep, and weep, and weep.
It sends along Hurt and Pain
As constant reminders that
Life without you will never be the same.

Grief robs, cheats and destroys
I don't think I can stand this Grief much more.
Grief leaves me with emptiness
Where love used to be
Reminding me that never again
Will I see you smiling at me.

Grief says to me
That you'll never again come home
I'm so unhappy and all alone.

Lord, help me,
For I'm going down fast
Show me that one day this too shall pass.

Show me once more, Lord
That love does transcend,
That even Grief
Can't bring love to an end.
Show me, Lord
Show me right away!
Because Grief is waiting to attack me
As I start a brand new day.

Copyright © 1997 Shelia E. Lipsey



Rod, dear sweet Rod
My "gift" from God
Living without you is going to be so hard.
I'll always remember the love you gave
I'll carry you in my heart for the rest of my days.

I'll always love you
And I know you'll
Always love me too.
And forgetting our love
Is something I shall never do.

You changed my life,
Showed me what true love was all about.
You loved me unconditionally,
Of that there is no doubt.

Though God gave us each other
For such a short time,
He allowed us to share a love
Some don't find in a whole lifetime.

I'll forever be grateful to God
For sending you to me.
I'll love you always Rod
Even throughout Eternity.

Copyright © 1997 Shelia E. Lipsey



The fire of love was shut up in my bones
Love I didn't know was there until you came along.
You walked into my life that cold winter day,
I had no idea I could ever feel the way
I felt when I saw you walk through that door,
My heart became yours forever more.

Two hearts that one time were on the run
Were now two hearts that beat as one.
Two lives that had been struck by life's cruel blows
Now experienced a love we'd never known before.

You brought out that part in me
That had no knowledge of what a love from God could be.
We knew what we had been searching for
Now was indeed found
And you stepped inside my heart
And laid all of "You" down.

We were One
Right from the start
'Cause God brought us together
And we'll never be apart.

When we touched
I could feel the love
Love given to us from Heaven above.
When we kissed
When your body held me inside
All the love came out
That I thought I would forever have to hide.

We grew together, shared ups and downs,
Shared life and love,
Even shared some frowns.
Through it all we pledged to be always as One
We thanked God for what He had done.

What is Love? Love is Us!
Love God gave to two people who in Him trust.
Love is us, sharing each other's fears
Love that will go on throughout the years.

Love from God
Love that transcends
Even death cannot bring
Our love to an end.

For God opened up the gates
For you and for me,
Enabled us both to love each other unconditionally.

We were together until, "death did us part"
But even death can't take our love from my heart.
God showed He loved us so
When he bound our two hearts together forevermore.

God gave you your best reward in your earthly life
A woman to love all the fleeting days of your life.
God gave me someone "special too",
A man from God, that man was You.
All my days I shall never forget
And loving you is something I shall never regret.

Thank you, Lord
With all my heart
For giving Rod and I,
The kind of love
Even death cannot part.
And when I go home to Heaven above
I'll carry with me our God-given love...

Copyright© 1997 Shelia E. Lipsey



Hello sweetheart,
Yet another day has come and is now ending.
I know you wish I was there
But remember our love is transcendent.

As days go by and turn into weeks
I know you look and listen
And my face you still seek.
But each day God is with you,
This I want you to know
And He's holding you tight
Never letting you go.

Even in the midst of your doubts and fears
He's the one wiping away your painful tears.
I'm with him too my love,
Praising Him everyday,
Don't you know, I wouldn't have it any other way?

So rest in his love
Because I'm still and will always be your man,
I'm so glad to be with God in the Promised Land.
If you listen to your heart you can hear me say,
Don't worry, my love
Because we'll be together again one day.

It won't be the way we knew it on earth.
It will be finer and grander
It will be a rebirth.
Our love for each other will go beyond the physical
It will be pure, holy, beautiful and spiritual!

So My Love,
No longer let your tears be tears of sadness,
Think of me,
And shed tears of gladness.
For I've made it to that Holy Place
Where I can be with our Lord and Savior
Face to face...

Copyright© 1997 Shelia E. Lipsey



Even though the pain of losing you runs deep,
I'm now beginning to feel
A sweet, serene peace
Even though my heart is broken,
And I still feel sad,
I'm grateful to the Lord
For all the love that we shared

There are times I feel
No longer can I cope,
But I hear the voice of God say,
Child, don't grieve like those with no hope.

There are endless days and nights
When tears run down my cheeks
But I hear you whisper gently,
As you remind me
The Lord is good, kind, merciful and meek.

Though I think of you
And miss you so
I hear you say
"Because I knew God, I was prepared
When he said," my child
It's time to go.

Even though
There are still endless days and nights
Of tears and pain
You yet remind me
Because of God's love,
We'll be together once again.

Now each day,
I feel your presence
I begin to imagine
The grand time
You're having in Heaven.
I'm thankful to the Man above,
For He's giving you
The kind of love
We, who are still here,
Can only dream of.

Copyright© 1997 Shelia E. Lipsey

I lost my best friend a few days ago. I hadn't really spoke to her in 3 years. We had gone our separate ways over the years. She got really heavily into drugs, I went on to college.

Our lives were so different. I regret not reaching out to her, to help her. When you are on drugs, you hear nothing that is said to help you. Her sister had tried, and failed, which caused a rift between them. She had asthma, ran from the police and was caught.

She had an attack and ended up dying from heart failure at the age of 26 years old.

There will never be a day in my life that I don't wonder; if only I had called her, reached out to her in some way, this never would have happened to her. I think about her last moments and wonder if she regretted her decisions in life, did she think of me, of her family?

I cry now thinking of the horror she felt and the loneliness. Her family and I had all but abandoned her because drugs seemed more important to her. Did she think badly of us, or did she know that deep down we still loved her as we always had?

She was the sister I never had. We were best friends for 24 years.

I now know that no matter what, keep in touch with your friends. One day they may not be there anymore. I don't want anyone else I know to ever feel the guilt and regret I do in wondering if I could have saved her. If only I had....will forever be in my heart. We loved her and will miss her more than can ever be said.

Written With Love by Patricia Caskey --- Oklahoma
In Memory of Holly Victoria Peyton
March 28, 1972 - February 4, 1999
She was a wife, a sister and my best friend
She will forever be in our hearts and mind

"Perhaps they are not stars, but openings in the Heaven
Where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us
To let us know they are happy."

Author Unknown
Sent in by Katie Annis --- Florida

I have a little story, I guess that is what it is. Well, I think that it is just a way to let out my emotions and feelings about my grandma passing away.


Losing someone really lets you know who your real friends are. My Grandma died in May, of lung cancer that she had suffered through for 9 months. I was devastated. At first, I didn't even show any emotion, I was kind of in shock, I guess.

Well, it came time for the wake (visitation) on a Wednesday night, I believe. I had been waiting for my friends to come, not knowing which ones would really show up. One told me that she and her father were coming, and another had to work, but she probably would have come, and all the others must not have cared or could not make it.

All night, I paced through the funeral home. I stood in the line, as all of my sister's friends passed through, and they were my friends too, but not as good as they are friends w/my sister. I watched out the window, walked outside a few times, just waiting for my friends to show up, but no one came. No one came.

One of the girls on my team came, but we're not the greatest of friends, but we are friends. I was glad she came, at least. The main reason I was crying the whole night was because I felt like I had no one. No one was there for me, who would care for me in my time of need. This made me feel terrible.

I got home and called my best friend and asked her why she never came. She just kept making up excuses and she didn't really have a reason for not coming, which proved to me now that maybe she's not really a true best friend. Sure, we're still good friends, but not best anymore.

I just wanted to say all of this to let anyone know who has lost anyone that you can gain something from your losses. You can gain the knowledge of who your real true friends really are, and I don't mean to dwell on this, but it means a lot to me to know that my friends are there for me, and this definitely proved that some were not.

All I can say is, that if you ever think that you don't have a real true friend, know that God is with you, and he is always, always, always going to be your friend. God loves you, cares for you, and will always be here for you when you need someone to be, so don't EVER, EVER, EVER think that you don't have any friends, because you will always have at least one true friend! And the rest of them come through Him, and you can be grateful to Him for those people!

Mandy, in Illinois

This poem is dedicated to:
My Extraordinary mother, Jimmie G. Kirkley
My " one of a kind" Dad, William A Kirkley
My Dearest friend and sister, Toni Bovee'
To my precious brother and friend, Billy Kirkley

To my special family, friends, and my christian brothers and sisters who have prayed for my healing. To Cindy Hyde, my sister in Christ, who helped me face the truth and see the Light.

And Last but not certainly least,
My Extraordinary Precious son, Michael Todd Boyd who paid for my beautiful apartment, who has provided for my financial needs, who has held his mother in her grief and allowed her time to heal. May God honor you my son, for honoring your mother.

To my beautiful daughter in law, Shelley, I pray God will allow me to return the blessings you have allowed my son to give to me. And to my Beautiful sweet precious granddaughter Juliette Noelle, who opened my heart to joy and God's love again.

To Casey, my loyal little dog, who has never left my side, and who gave me God's unconditional love everyday.

To my Heavenly Father, my Lord Jesus and the Holy Spirit who held me and allowed me to just be me, and blessed my son financially so he could help his mother.

And to Molly, Shugana and Colby for the precious memories I've been allowed to keep.

I love you all!!
Forever, Laura Jan
Psalm 25:1 Unto Thee O Lord, do I lift up my soul.
Psalm 1:3
Job 42:10-12


God must have guided me tonight,
As I was searching for an inspirational sight
I've read many heartfelt poems and prayers
Knowing deep grief is something we share.
Letting go of yesterday, is sometimes hard to do,
But it's the only way, our lives can be renewed.

My precious mother died one year ago, in 1997.
I am grieving for my mom, even though she is with God, in Heaven.
I'm grieving for three dogs of mine I had to give away.
Only God knows best, I know, for our losses of yesterday.

I'm grieving for my dad, his mind has gone astray,
Alzheimers claimed my dad, my dad of yesterday,
Into a world of make believe where he alone can go.
In God's Mercy, his mind goes to and fro.

I'm grieving for a past, I never can reclaim.
I've tried to move forward, yet, my grief remains the same.
I'm grieving for my dreams, that died so long ago,
I'm grieving for a love, I haven't come to know.
I'm grieving for my friends, I failed to stay in touch.
Now, I am alone, missing them so much!

I 'm grieving for my life's expectations, that have never come to be,
I'm living in a past, where spirits can't be Free.
My mom, must smile from Heaven, my child, can't you see,
I live, I breathe, I am at Peace, why do you grieve for me?

Molly, Colby, Shugana,
Casey and I miss you so,
Molly, my precious Molly,
I gave you to parents who could attend to your medical needs.
I prayed for your Best and that God would intercede.

Colby, my sweet Colby, for you my heart still bleeds.
Shugana, you were adopted, by who I don't know,
But they promised me a special love, you have come to know.

For one month together we were homeless,
Living in a 69' International camper truck.
We traveled from Colorado, to California,
Praying to God for good-luck.
Friends offered me a special place where I could rest my head,
You weren't invited, so I chose to be with you, instead.
Each day we drove up and down streets, looking for a sign.
A house for rent, that accepted four dogs,
Affordable, I could not find.

I even went to churches and ask them to pray for you,
Maybe they thought your mother was missing a few loose screws!
I wasn't missing anything but a dream that could not be,
I couldn't see the future, or God's plans for you and me.
Mother would be dying and needing my care,
Daddy would be crying, it was God's Will, that I be there.
I could only choose one of you to stay by my side,
O' Jesus how can I choose, my heart broke and cried.

I couldn't choose, my love for you, was very much the same,
Each one of you were special, as in my heart, you still remain!
I prayed to God if I couldn't keep you, that He would do what was best,
I guess you could truthfully say, God put my faith to a test!

The doors began to open, before my very eyes,
A special home, God was in control, His mercy I could not deny.
God did the choosing, it was not me,
He chose what was best for you and me.
The hurt, the guilt, I felt inside, for having to give you away,
Have kept me imprisoned to my pain, my pain of yesterday.

Molly, Shugana and Colby you knew my love for you,
Was very deep and strong.
My dreams for us just fell apart, everything went wrong.
But God is good, He answered my prayers,
And gave you new homes where people cared.
Letting go of yesterday and all my dreams that died,
Almost seems impossible but you're still living and I have died.

Mother is living in Heaven in God's Love Forevermore ,
Daddy travels to beautiful places in his mind like never before.
Molly, you're in San Clemente, with loving parents and a beautiful home,
Shugana, O' Shugana, they promised me,
Happily ever after you would live.
They promised me Shugana, you would never be alone.
Colby, sweet Colby, You are in Oklahoma, where your life began,
Our Losses of yesterday, sometimes we don't understand.
But If you want to see the sunshine and live God's dreams,
That are Best,
You must let go of yesterday, and trust God for all the rest!

My Dearest Heavenly Father, my grieving season must end.
I'm tired, I'm lonely, I want to be free,
To live the Life You've chosen for me!!
So, tonight I give you my broken dreams, my dreams that will never be,
In Jesus name, I humbly pray, You'll do what's best for me.

I pray my friends and family will forgive me for living in a shell.
I've tried to hide my pain inside but didn't do very well.
Father and Jesus, I give my heart to You!!
Your Unconditional love, I accept with gratitude.
May Your Will not mine be done
May Your Will and mine be One
In Your precious Love Lord, I pray,

Copyright © 1998 Laura Jan Kirkley

I know first hand how rough it is to lose a loved one. I just lost my husband on November 15, 1998 to a car accident. He was just 32. My best girlfriend sent me this poem to help me deal with the grief through the Christmas holidays. I found it uplifting and hope it can help someone else. I have no idea where she got it or who wrote it.


I see the countless Christmas trees around the world below
With tiny lights, like heaven's stars, reflecting on the snow.
The sight is so spectacular, please wipe away that tear,
For I am spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year.

I hear the many Christmas songs that people hold so dear,
But the sounds of music can't compare with the Christmas choir up here.
I have no words to tell you the joy their voices bring,
For it is beyond description to hear the angels sing.

I know how much you miss me, I see the pain inside your heart,
But I am not so far away. We really aren't apart.
So be happy for me, dear ones. You know I hold you dear,
And be glad I'm spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year.

I send you each a special gift from my heavenly home above.
I send you each a memory of my undying love.
After all, "Love" is the gift, more precious than pure gold.
It was always most important in the stories Jesus told.

Please love and keep each other, as our Father said to do,
For I can't count the blessings or love He has for you.
So, have a Merry Christmas and wipe away the tear.
Remember, I'm spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year.

Author Unknown
Kindly sent in by T. Jackson --- Ohio

Hi everyone,

I have to tell you all that it is so hard to lose someone so close and loving to you. My grandpa passed away a few weeks ago, and what I went through was so devastating.

It's so hard to think that they're not here with us anymore. I can't even tell you all the things that I went through while my grandpa was dying.

I know that one day I will meet with him again and this time it'll be better; better in the way that we'll be with each other eternally. All of us made a promise to God when we came into this world which is the promise that we'll be with God once again.

But I hope you guys know that your loved ones are always going to be with you to hold your hand. God broke our hearts to prove to us, he only takes the best.

Belinda Moon --- New Jersey


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