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| So you'll live, you'll live young fellow my lad in the gleam of the evening star. In the wood-note wild and the laugh of the child, in all sweet things that are. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Author.. Robert Service | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Danny's Dedication Page! | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| For those of you who did not know Danny, he joined the ranks of Angels in his 16th year, 1987. For those who knew and loved him, we have been blessed by his presence in our lives. Danny had a huge heart full of love. He was sentimental and yet had a mischevious side. When you saw him with that radiant smile on his face you had to stop and wonder what he had up his sleeve sometimes. He had the most contagious laugh of anyone I have ever met. He was my first best friend and he will always be the most fondly remembered. I Love you Danny!!!! | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Do not stand at my grave and weep; I am not there, 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's 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 stand at my grave and cry: I am not there. I did not die. Author unknown |
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