To live in the hearts of those we love is never to die. Death is
the last chapter in time, but the first chapter in eternity. A
thousand words won't bring you back, I know because I've tried;
neither will a million tears, I know because I've cried. Each
happiness of yesterday is a memory for tomorrow. Always on my mind;
forever in my heart. The life of the dead is placed in the heart of
the living. Seeing death as the end of life is like seeing the
horizon as the end of the ocean. Death leaves a heartache no one
can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal. There is no death,
only a change of worlds. Death is not extinguishing the light; it
is only putting out the lamp because the dawn has come. Treasured
in my heart you'll stay, until we meet again some day. Forever in
this heart of mine, an everlasting bond, for now until the end of
time, are memories so fond. Those we love don't go away, they walk
beside us every day. Unseen, unheard, but always near; still loved,
still missed and very dear. If tears could build a stairway, and
memories a lane, I'd walk right up to heaven and bring you home
again. I thought that I would miss you so, and never find my way.
And then I heard the angel say "She's with you every day." "The
sun, the moon, the wind, the stars, will forever be around,
reminding you of the love you shared, and the peace she's finally
found." You never said I'm leaving, you never said goodbye. You
were gone before I knew it, and only God knew why. A million times
I needed you, a million times I cried. If love alone could have
saved you, you never would have died. In life I loved you dearly,
in death I love you still; In my heart you hold a place, that no
one could ever fill. It broke my heart to lose you, but you didn't
go alone. For part of me went with you, the day God took you home.
Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there, i do not sleep.
I am in a thousand winds that blow, I am the softly falling snow. I
am the gentle showers of rain, I am the fields of ripening grain. I
am in the morning hush, I am in the graceful rush. Of beautiful
birds in circling flight, I am the star shine of the night. I am in
the flowers that bloom, I am in a quiet room. I am in the birds
that sing, I am in each lovely thing. Do not stand at my grave and
cry, I am not there. I did not die ! R.I.P Grandma 24.12.11 xxx