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| Stairway to Heaven They say memories are golden, Well, maybe that is true; I never wanted memories, I only wanted you. 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 piece No one could ever fill. If tears could build a stairway And heartache make a lane; I'd walk the path to heaven And bring you back again. Our family chain is broken, and nothing seems the same; But as God calls us one by one, The chain will link again. |
| We do not recover from the death of a child...we heal. Part of the healing process is accepting that not only has our own life changed, but we are becoming different people. We may look the same as before our child died. We look at life in a new way. We have more understanding and compassion We cannot know why sad things happen We can only know That nothing beautiful in this world is ever really lost Because all precious things live in memory Forever Anonymous |
| I found a penny today just laying on the ground. But it's not just a penny, this little coin I've found. Found pennies come from heaven, that's what my Grandpa told me. Grandpa said, Angels always toss them down. Oh, how I loved that story. He said when an Angel misses you, they toss a penny down.. Sometimes just to cheer you up, and make a smile out of your frown. So don't just pass by that penny when you're feeling blue. It may be a penny from heaven, that an Angel's tossed to you. |
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