Smiling Blue Skies Angels


 
         
 
         
 
   

I give you this one to keep . . .
I am with you still . . .  I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not think of me as gone . . .
I am with you still . . . in each new dawn.





Smiling Blue Skies Angels

"Grieve not,
nor speak of me with tears,
but laugh and talk of me
as if I were beside you
I loved you so
'twas Heaven here with you."

Isla Paschal Richardson


Patricia Philpott

In loving memory of Patricia Philpott, who showed so many, that from the first ray of  sunlight, to the last moonbeam, each moment we have, should be filled with the pure joy of living. 

 

"Fragile Circle"

We who choose to surround ourselves with lives even more temporary than our own,

live within a fragile circle, easily and often breached.

Unable to accept its awful gaps, we still would live no other way.

We cherish memory as the only certain immortality,

never fully understanding the necessary plan.

~ Irving Townsend ~

 

"In Memory of Audey Leor Stanleigh "

 


 


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