I recall the sweet days of years gone by.
I especially remember you. You with the silken
hair, your lashes fluttering like angel wings,
as laughter danced in your eyes

You constantly spoke of things to be. A symphony
or words and thought. Every moment, your entire being,
propelled into life and they adventures it held.
Forever racing toward the next discovery.
Toward all the mysteries of life, that had
yet eluded you.

A lone butterfly, gliding in summers day, to watching
a New Years celebration, to the last flower on the
threshold of winter, you held all, as a treasure of
life. You embraced every experience, as a
testament to living.

Superbly, you continue to define, the difference,
between living and existing.

� Joe Fazio

| HOME | RESCUE ME | I DIDN'T KNOW | HAVE I REPLACED YOU ? |

WHEN I COME TO YOU | BATH ME IN YOUR TEARS |

FOR MY CHILDREN | For GERALDINE,My Sister | For My FATHER |

DEANNA & ANGELA I REMEMBER YOU | IF THERE IS REMEMBRANCE | I CAN'T SEE GOD |

COME SEPTEMBER | RELIGION-WHICH ONE IS RIGHT ? |

I MISS YOU | WEEP NOT FOR ME--For C.G. |

SACRIFICED | COREY,ALICIA,CHRISTOPHER &CHECCA | LET US SPEAK OF LOVE |

HOW COULD YOU NOT KNOW | FOR MY CHILDREN |

WHO WILLTEACH THE CHILDREN ? | AN UNBORN CHILD | WALK WITH ME- |

RANDOM THOUGHTS |

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