I find an old photograph and see your smile. As I feel your presence anew, I am filled with warmth and my heart remembers love. I read an old card sent many years ago during a time of turmoil and confusion. The soothing words written then still caress my spirit and bring me peace. I remember who you used to be the laughter we shared and wonder what you have become. Where are you now, Where did you go, When the body is left behind and the spirit is released to fly? Perhaps you are the morning bird singing joyfully at sunrise, or the butterfly that dances so carelessly on the breeze or the rainbow of colors that brightens a stormy sky or the fingers of afternoon mist delicately reaching over the mountains or the final few rays of the setting sun lighting up the skies edging the clouds with a magical glow. I miss your being but I feel your presence, In whatever form you choose to take, however you now choose to be. Your spirit has become for me a guardian angel on high guiding, advising, and watching over me. I remember you. You are with me and I am not afraid.Monday, June 25, 2007
In Loving Memory ~ Vickie Padgett June 24, 1960 - October 22, 2007
I find an old photograph and see your smile. As I feel your presence anew, I am filled with warmth and my heart remembers love. I read an old card sent many years ago during a time of turmoil and confusion. The soothing words written then still caress my spirit and bring me peace. I remember who you used to be the laughter we shared and wonder what you have become. Where are you now, Where did you go, When the body is left behind and the spirit is released to fly? Perhaps you are the morning bird singing joyfully at sunrise, or the butterfly that dances so carelessly on the breeze or the rainbow of colors that brightens a stormy sky or the fingers of afternoon mist delicately reaching over the mountains or the final few rays of the setting sun lighting up the skies edging the clouds with a magical glow. I miss your being but I feel your presence, In whatever form you choose to take, however you now choose to be. Your spirit has become for me a guardian angel on high guiding, advising, and watching over me. I remember you. You are with me and I am not afraid.
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Very beautiful Nita. Sisters are so dear to our hearts. We share a closeness noone else can. I'm thankful you have your special moments and memories with her sweetheart.
It is so very hard to express what is in ones heart. This poem really speaks, we have only to listen. Love and blessings girl.
What a beautiful poem for a very special person in your life. I know you take heart in knowing that you will one day be at her side once again!
My heart also hurts for you. But I agree with Any take heart one day you'll see her again. You've had your share of burdens in the last little while. I'm praying God will hold you close and you will feel His presence as never before.
Awesome poem!! It is so good that you can know she is there watching over you and your family!! You will be with her one day!!
I share your broken heart for your sister. There is a special bond between sisters like nothing else. Cling to the good times the two of you had together and one day you will see her again.
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