To all those who have lost someone dear to their hearts,
who have felt the hand of death take a loved one before their time
To those who are left with broken dreams and shattered hearts,
those with memories and photos of better times,
Do not hasten to grieve for what you have lost,
dwell in the time you had with them,
For now they are no longer tied down by poor health
or financial burdens, they are free of pain and suffering.
Scatter their ashes into the wind, hold the hand of the one you love,
let the sun set on this day and be comforted in the knowledge,
That one day you will see them again
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I live by a saying that has serve my heart well...Never regret growing older, far too many we have loved, and lost, were denied that privilege. For those who suffer losing a loved one.....I wish you comfort, now....understanding, soon...PEACE always.