One does not leave a funeral in the same way that he has come. He cannot help but have death on his mind. He cannot help but be aware that such is the end of all life. This does not have to be a cause for sadness. Rather, it is a reminder that life is short and that there is much to accomplish.
I wrote this poem for my dad who passed away at the age of 47, 2 years ago, out of the blue, in his sleep. I wrote this and spoke it out from my ..........
this poem I had made for my mom and my little brother. and ever since my little brother passed I've been working on this poem he had passed august 4, ..........
I wrote this poem when my father died. He had a heart condition but we never expected him to go so quickly. He had a massive heart attack while ..........
My brother-in-law, Jim, was a wonderful family man and loved by all, and he and my sister Sal devoted their lives to their children and grandchildren ..........
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