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| Native American Prayer |
| I give you this one thought 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 the each new dawn. |
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| Author Unknown |
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| There are many wonderful pages on the Angelfairy site. Take a look. |
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| My son Gary passed away on March 17, 1991. I found this beautiful poem on the Angel Fairy site. It helps to ease the pain to believe it is true. |
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