Charlie Cunningham

BRIGHTEST STAR IN HEAVEN ABOVE



Sleep tight XXX
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***Goodnight Godbless ***

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Jan Maddison (GTS Friend) 2 weeks ago

COMFORT
2 Cor. 1:3-5

Surrounded by friends
yet all alone
the one I loved
God has called home

the hugs of friends
helps ease the pain
and I know my loss
is my loved one's gain

but tears now flow
across my face
as I long for just
one more embrace

then comfort comes
and I see Christ's face
He hugs my loved one
and I feel God's grace.

Joanne Stella'S Mam (Close Friend) 2 weeks ago

DON'T CRY ANY MORE

Don't cry any more tears for me, I am at peace, I'm finally free.
Like the eagle in the sky, I am soaring, so please don't cry.
I know you love me, I love you too,
But my time was over, was finally through.
I have ascended to a better place,
Which is not confined by time or space.
To those that loved me, I did not fall,
I only succumbed to a higher call.
Do not mourn me, I am with you still.
I'll be with you always, from dawn-----until.

Copyright � 2000 Kathi Toups

Joanne Stella'S Mam (Close Friend) 2 weeks ago

Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ

Magic Of A Rainbow

I'll never see a rainbow
That I won't think of you;
Though days seem bleak and dreary
The sun is shining through.

A symbol of God's love fulfilled
In beauty, hope and grace;
A rainbow is a mirror
Reflecting His own face.

It arches o'er the mountains
With Heaven its domain;
Its brilliant colors wakened by
The grayness and the rain.

Now may I see the rainbows sent
To ease my broken heart,
Promising His healing love,
Shine through when teardrops start.

Miraculous, magical rainbows,
Blessing the sadness with peace;
God gently smiling and touching,
Bidding the sadness cease.

(Peggy Kociscin)

Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ

Mel Xxxxx (Close Friend) 2 weeks ago

♥ `*•.¸ 9th NOVEMBER 2009 ♥ `*•.¸ JAN MADDISON

A Dogs Soul
by
Author Unknown

A Dogs Soul

Every dog must have a soul
Somewhere deep inside
Where all his hurts and grievances
Are buried with his pride.
Where he decides the good and bad,
The wrong way from the right,
And where his judgement carefully
Is hidden from our sight.
A dog must have a secret place
Where every thought abides,
A sort of close acquaintance that
He trusts in and confides.
And when accused unjustly for
Himself, He cannot speak,
Rebuked, He finds within his soul
The comfort he must seek.
He'll love, tho'he is unloved,
And he'll serve tho'badly used,
And one kind word will wipe away
The times when he's abused.
Altho' his heart may break in two
His love will still be whole,
Because God gave to every dog
An understanding Soul!
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, SWEETDREAMS BABY XXX

Jan Maddison (GTS Friend) 2 weeks ago

♥ `*•.¸ 8th NOVEMBER 2009 ♥ `*•.¸

MY PHOTO ALBUM

The photo album of my mind
Holds treasured thoughts of you,
And I can almost see again
The things we used to do.
I hear your voice; I see your smile;
I feel you close to me.
The photo album of my mind
Shows how we used to be.
Time may have changed us through the years.
But I will always find
You’re just as I remember in
The album of my mind.
And, as I turn page after page,
Such precious scenes I see.
The photo album of my mind
Is very dear to me.
It holds the pictures of our past
Like reels of film unwind.
I cherish all those photos in
The album of my mind.
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Jan Maddison (GTS Friend) 2 weeks ago

The times when
I miss you the most
I remind myself that
we can never really be apart
Because you are always
on my mind
and forever in my heart.

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Joanne Stella'S Mam (Close Friend) 2 weeks ago

♥ `*•.¸ 7th NOVEMBER 2009 ♥ `*•.¸

In Flanders Fields
Poem by John McCrae 1872-1918

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard 'mid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep
Though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

Jan Maddison (GTS Friend) 2 weeks ago

Where Peace Flows Like a River.

Together we will journey
To that land up in the sky
Where the flame does burn eternal
And the soul does never die.

Where the harps are gently playing
As a host of angels sing
Where the road is paved with diamonds
And the golden bells do ring.

Where the path is set before us
Shining brightly as the sun
We will see the face of Jesus
When our final race is run.

Where the peace flows like a river
Winding through the streets of gold
We will dine with priests and prophets
When the key to life, we hold.

Where the flame does burn eternal
In that sacred Promised Land
Where God holds the gift of freedom
In the cleft of His right hand.

Where we'll see the face of loved ones
Long before us, gone away
What a day of sweet rejoicing
When we meet again someday.
Where we'll gather at the river
In our home up in the sky
Where the peace flows like a fountain
And the soul does never die.

Author/Written By: Marilyn Ferguson
� 2004

Mel Xxxxx (Close Friend) 2 weeks ago

My sunshine doesn't come from the skies,
It comes from the love in my dog's eyes.

Unknown Poet

Joanne Stella'S Mam (Close Friend) 3 weeks ago