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I recieved this first poem in the mail from a stranger and it brought me comfort because I took it as a sign from Traciee that she was alright. I had been asking for any kind of sign that my Baby was alright and I recieved this poem.. One of the first signs was at her funeral , first thing we noticed outside of how beautiful she was was that she had a smile on her face and the director told us that in order for her to have a smile on her face then she had to have died with it on her face.. That gave some small comfort..
        I Am Free
     
I am free do not grieve for me , for now I am free
   I am following the path God has laid you see.
I took his hand when I heard Him call.
I turned my back and left it all.

  I could not stay another day,
  To laugh, to love , to work or play.
Tasks left undone must stay that way.
I found that peace at the close of the day.

   If my parting left a void,
    Then fill it with remembered joys.
    A friendship shared, a laugh , a kiss,
Oh yes , these things too I will miss.

Be not burdened with times of sorrow.
I wish you sunshine of tomorrow.
My life's been full, I savored much,
Good friend, good times ,a loved one's touch.

Perhaps my time seemed all too brief,
Don't lengthen it now with undue grief.
Lift up your hearts and peace to thee.
God wanted me now , he set me free!


This next one the Preacher of Traciee's church read at her Memorial Service.

Slow Dance
Have you ever watched kids on a Merry -Go-Round
Or listened to the rain slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight
Or gazed at the fading light?
You'd better slow down, Don't dance so fast.
Time is short . The music won't last.
Do you  run through each day and the fly?
When you ask, "how are you?" Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done , do you lie in your bed
With the next hundred chores running through your head?
You'd better slow down ,Don't dance so fast.
Time is short ..The music won't last.
Ever told your child,"We'll do it tomorrow!"
And in your haste not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch, Let a good friendship die
Cause you never had time to call and say "hi?"
You'd better slow down. Don't dance so fast.
Time is short...The music won't last.
When you run so fast to get somewhere,
You miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day,
It's like an unopened gift.. thrown away.
Life is not a race... Do take it slower.
Hear the music..before the song is over.
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