We read this earlier this week, its authorship unknown. But a beautiful sentiment......... Those we love don't go away, They walk beside us every day. Unseen, unheard, but always near, Still loved, still missed and very dear. Marcela and Brad Wilson

They say there is a reason They say that time will heal But neither time nor reason Will change the way I feel. For on one knows the heartache behind our smiles No one knows the times we have hunkered down and cried We want to tell you something, so there won't be any doubt You're so wonderful to think of, but so hard to live without Author Unknown With much love from Claire x

An extract from a poem by Wenonah Stevens Abbott Today the journey is ended, I have worked out the mandates of fate; Naked, alone, undefended, I knock at the Uttermost Gate. Behind is life and its longing, Its trial, its trouble, its sorrow; Beyond is the Infinite Morning Of a day without a tomorrow, Lo, the gate swings wide at my knocking, Across endless reaches I see Lost friends with laughter come flocking to give glad welcome to me Farewell, the maze has been threaded, This is the ending of strife; Say not that death should be dreaded-- "Tis but the beginning of life.