..and I pray for the arms of the angels to hold the survivors, the families and the town. And for the victims,I pray they didn't suffer.
- 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 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 stars that shine at night.
- Do not stand at my grave and cry;
- I am not there. I did not die.
-Mary Frye
6 comments:
oh dear Colleen..... praying for these people too, I just cannot imagine....
I love this poem, we had it printed for my dear Steve's memorial service, it was just how he felt...
I just wanted to say hi, and May God Bless You always...
I was sitting here yesterday and it came on television. *sigh*....I have no words. Everytime one of these shootings happen I think it c.a.n.'t. happen again. And it always does. What is happening to people. Why do they choose to do this to others. And then to shoot themselves? The cowardice of it all. I think of living in these times as Dickens did...It was the best of times; it was the worse of times. :(
Bad news we saw it here too.Must be horrible for the families involved.
There are no words for such things... Thank you for giving voice to what so many of us are feeling today.
How sad for everyone involved. My condolences to all of them. BEst wishes...Pam
Thoughts and prayers to those dear families...and all of us in this nation touched by the heartless acts of others.
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