~X~A PRECIOUS ANGEL~X~
Sweet Dreams Beautiful Angel
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As I light this candle in memory of you
I still remember the awful pain of losing you.
Though you are gone from my sight,
Deep in my heart your flame will always burn bright.
My eyes are often filled with tears.
When I close my eyes I can still see your smile
And hear your laugh as I think of you.
As I now stare at the flame of the candle
I can see images of you dancing in the light.
So as the flame burns brighter
So shall my love be even stronger for the rest of my days.
Copyright� William T. Patterson, Jr. 12/2001
~x~with love always Gael.~x~
♥ღ♥ Have a lovely Sunday in Heaven, you're not that far away. You're in our thoughts both day and night: and in our Hearts to stay. ♥ღ♥
If tears were made of Diamonds: we'd have wealth beyond compare. If memories were made of Gold: we'd all be Millionaires. xxxxxx
.ღ. In Passing .ღ.
How swiftly the strained honey
of afternoon light
flows into darkness
and the closed bud shrugs off
its special mystery
in order to break into blossom:
as if what exists, exists
so that it can be lost
and become precious.