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There is quietness over the glen,
An early autumn settles slowly in
And like a leaf blown by the wind,
Life’s journey has reached it’s end.
I hear the mourning sounds
Of loved ones gathered around,
Around my bed they softly weep,
They’ve come to see my final sleep.
Do not grieve for me too long
For I am only going home
And we will meet again one day,
I’ll be waiting to show the way.
Where the leaves lie to ground
Dear ones will lay me down,
Behind the olden country church
Neath the leafless trees of birch.
They will cry my passing away,
They will bow their heads and pray
But we’ll all meet again I know
Where the Garden of Eden grows.
Though this dark hour is my last,
Though my life is dimming fast,
Of crossing over I have no fear
For God’s angel whispers I hear.
Their wings gently brush my brow,
A calming darkness enters now,
I smile knowing what joy is ahead
As they tenderly raise me from bed.
Carry me gently out of the night,
Oh heavenly angels take flight,
Bear me up on snow-white wings,
To The Holy Father my soul bring.
"Flight Of Angels"
©Written by: Kenneth J. Ellison 09-17-04
Used With Permission
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Dear Sue,
I want to thank you on behalf of all the Elvis fans
for the love you put into keeping Elvis' memory alive.
For sharing your love for Elvis with us all.
You have brought so much joy to people all over the world with your pages.
I thank you for allowing me to be a part of it and
I will try my best to continue what you started.
I love you very much and I'll never forget you!!
Rest in peace my dear dear friend...
one day we'll meet again.
Tamara
Weep not for me though I am gone
Into that
gentle night
Grieve if you will, but not for long
Upon my soul's sweet
flight.
I am at peace, my soul's
at rest
There is no need for tears.
For with your love I was so
blessed
For all those many years.
There is no pain, I suffer
not,
The fear now all is gone.
Put now these things out of your
thoughts,
In your memory I live on.
Remember not my fight for
breath
Remember not the strife
Please do not dwell upon my death,
But
celebrate my life.
© 1992 Constance Jenkins
All Rights Reserved
Reprinted by Permission of the Author
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Dear members,
There is no way I can thank each and every one of you personally for all the love and support
you've shown to Sue during her illness
And all your comforting words for her family and me after she went Home meant a lot to us.
It is good to know so many people care.
Thank You, Thank You Very Much....
Tamara
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