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.
They walk beside us every day,
Unseen, unheard, but always near,
Still loved, still missed and very dear.
Anonymous
Death leaves a heartache no one can heal,
love leaves a memory no one can steal.
love leaves a memory no one can steal.
From a headstone in Ireland
I cannot know the pain you feel.
I cannot share your memories or your loss.
My words of sympathy are beneath measure, yet
know that my heart reaches out with love to your heart.
I cannot share your memories or your loss.
My words of sympathy are beneath measure, yet
know that my heart reaches out with love to your heart.
Jonathan Lockwood Huie
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