Am at a loss, anyone have a very short poem or words about memories
09-02-2011, 09:12 AM
#41
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Join Date: Oct 2010
Location: Virginia
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FOR JEAN, in your Loss - I THINK THIS IS COMFORTING..
Forever in My Heart
Right now I知 in a different place
And though we seem apart,
I知 closer than I ever was,
I知 there inside your heart.
I知 with you when you greet each day
And while the sun shines bright,
I知 there to share the sunsets, too,
I知 with you every night.
I知 with you when the times are good
To share a laugh or two,
And if a tear should start to fall,
I知 always there for you.
And when the day arrives
That we no longer are apart,
I値l smile and hold you close to me,
Forever in my heart.
Forever in My Heart
Right now I知 in a different place
And though we seem apart,
I知 closer than I ever was,
I知 there inside your heart.
I知 with you when you greet each day
And while the sun shines bright,
I知 there to share the sunsets, too,
I知 with you every night.
I知 with you when the times are good
To share a laugh or two,
And if a tear should start to fall,
I知 always there for you.
And when the day arrives
That we no longer are apart,
I値l smile and hold you close to me,
Forever in my heart.
09-02-2011, 09:38 AM
#42
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Location: Northern California
Posts: 1,929
Originally Posted by judylg
My mind is blank, I would like a short poem or a line or two about memories. Thanks for all help.
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09-02-2011, 10:18 AM
#44
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Join Date: Feb 2009
Location: Southeast Michigan
Posts: 825
Originally Posted by judylg
My mind is blank, I would like a short poem or a line or two about memories. Thanks for all help.
Memories by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Oft I remember those I have known
In other days, to whom my heart was lead
As by a magnet, and who are not dead,
But absent, and their memories overgrown
With other thoughts and troubles of my own,
As graves with grasses are, and at their head
The stone with moss and lichens so o'er spread,
Nothing is legible but the name alone.
And is it so with them? After long years.
Do they remember me in the same way,
And is the memory pleasant as to me?
I fear to ask; yet wherefore are my fears?
Pleasures, like flowers, may wither and decay,
And yet the root perennial may be.
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