I WAS YOU BABY

ALTHOUGH I WAS GROWN

OUR TIME CUT SHORT

BUT NOW I AM HOME

THE WONDERS AND QUESTIONS

OF OUR PARTING A MISS

BUT ALWAYS REMEMBER

IT WAS GODS WISH

I KNOW YOUR HURTING

AND VERY SAD

I, TOO, WILL MISS

ALL THAT WE HAD

PLEASE DON’T CRY

AND GRIEVE FOR ME

TOGETHER AGAIN

WE ALL SHALL BE

I TOUCHED YOUR LIFE

AND MADE YOU FEEL WHOLE

I WILL ALWAYS BE NEAR

SO DON’T WORRY SO

MOM AND DAD,

YOU ARE THE BEST

I FELT I HAD MORE

THAN ALL THE REST

I’VE GONE TO HEAVEN

NOW CAN’T YOU SEE

JUST CLOSE YOUR EYES

AND THINK OF ME

Cindy Smith

"TIME"

If time would only stop awhile

I’d pick up every last mile,

To help me gain some speed in life,

To save me from sorrow and strife,

I’d gain full speed thru all the day,

‘Till all I would be apt to say,

Is, "Thou hast stopped awhile with us,

We are gaining, it is thus"

For, each tiny second counts –

As the golden minutes mount.

May we use each bit of Time

To make our lives a bit of rhyme.

There is no need, quite so bad

As we must turn back so sad,

To hope – and wait for Time to dock

And someone else turns back the clock.

Make every second last in full

Make the minutes all a jewel,

Else we are held in by Fate,

For reaching for Time too late.

Elinor Lisle

(Phil's Grandmother)

Do not stand at my grave and weep;

I am not there. I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow;

I am the diamond glints on snow.

I am the sunlight on ripened grain;

I am the gentle autumn’s rain.

When you awaken in the morning’s hush,

I am the swift uplifting rush

Of quiet birds in circled flight.

I am the soft star that shines at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry.

I am not there; I did not die.

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