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Gone but not Forgotten, Page 2

This is page two, of our friends who are gone, but not forgotten. It saddens me to have to begin a new page, emphasizing how many of our dear ones have passed on. But, they will continue to live on in our memories and in our hearts. And with this I leave the words of one of my favorite poems:
Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there
I do not sleep
I am a thousand winds that blow
I am the diamond glints on snow
I am the sunlight on ripened grain
I am the gentle Autumn rain
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds
In circled flight
I am the soft stars that shine at night
Do not stand at my grave and cry
I am not there
I did not die
Author Unknown

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