no person is ever truly alone, those who live no more,whom we loved, echo still within our thoughts. our words, our hearts and what they did and who they were becomes a part of all that we are forever.
sapphire
9th November 2012
In the night of death, hope sees a star, and listening love can hear the rustle of a wing. ~Robert Ingersoll
sapphire
8th November 2012
I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are.
Speak to me in the easy way which you always used.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.
Extract from a poem by Henry Scott Holland