Friday, March 16, 2012

We do not remember days, we remember moments.


1 comment:

  1. I came from somewhere, to live life.
    I experienced unconditional love and the joy of laughter;
    Gave birth to new life and the mysteries therein.
    No dark corners or shadowy places but growing maturity through the gathering of life's gray clouds.
    I will be with you, if you allow.
    I will be the raindrop on your cheek, the breeze rumpling your hair, the warmth from the sunshine when it is touching you.
    I will hear the quickness of your breath and the quiet of your sighs.
    I will honour your joys and help carry your sorrows.
    Someday I know life will gently enfold you and carry you on, for you must live life.
    At this time, I will pass and leave you in peace, and I will go somewhere.


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