todayswinneris Posted October 2, 2004 Share Posted October 2, 2004 My niece, Jayme, read this poem she created for my grandfather's funeral service for speakers. The vibe of the verses puts the picture in perspective for me. Hopefully this brings some memories, faith, or hope to any soul out there who needs some grief lifted off their shoulders. The Night Angel I look up to the midnight sky the golden stars breaking through there is a pair of snowy white wings which are owned particularly by you My eyelids flutter to the darkness the memories sketching in my mind it is the sight of you in my dreams the treasure I wanted to find I pray my wish will come true we can grasp one another's hand the two of us are united together living forever in this holy land Left to right: Grandmother (Doris), Jayme, grandfather (Tom) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TeeTaa Posted October 2, 2004 Share Posted October 2, 2004 Simply beautiful . . . thanks so much for sharing. Praying for us all, TeeTaa Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ginnyde Posted October 2, 2004 Share Posted October 2, 2004 Thank you. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Don Wood Posted October 2, 2004 Share Posted October 2, 2004 Beautiful! Thanks for sharing. Don Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dadstimeon Posted October 2, 2004 Share Posted October 2, 2004 That was beautiful! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Donna G Posted October 2, 2004 Share Posted October 2, 2004 Thanks. She is very talented , that was so nice. Donna G Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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