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Flowers left for William Riney
The door flew open! A lady smiled at me "please come in," She said it with such joy,It amazed me!Where am I? I wondered. Just an hour ago I had fallen to my floor, Weak from life's tiresome storm, Oh well I thought, Yet when I walked into this so called room I found it to be huge,Stretching far and wide filled with many lives,A glittering dance floor packed with smiling couples dancing and swaying,Ladies laughing,Gentlemen smiling,Over to the right a huge crowd of animals where playing,Snuggling, Talking.I realised I was no longer frail and shaking!No it can't be I looked in the mirror and there was the young me,Suddenly I saw a spotlight form,It fell on a crowd of those I had known and loved long ago,Suddenly a feeling washed over me, I am home. I ran and met all the family of my past,Friends surrounded me,My dearest all around me,Each of us singing songs and praising freedom,United as one happy family in this kingdom,Only happiness in this never ending party,The feeling of warmth clings to me like ivy, How wonderful to be in heavens grand wonderland,So far from fates hard plans. By Ryan K Selwyn. A Reflection on an Autumn DayI took up a handful of grain and let it slip flowing through my fingers, and I said to myself: This is what it is all about. There is no longer any room for pretence. At harvest time the essence is revealed - the straw and chaff are set aside, they have done their job. The grain alone matters - sacks of pure gold. So it is when a person dies the essence of that person is revealed. At the moment of death a person's character stands out happy for the person who has forged it well over the years. Then it will not be the great achievement that will matter, nor, how much money or possessions a person has amassed. These like the straw and the chaff, will be left behind. It is what he has made of himself that will matter. Death can take away from us what we have, but it cannot rob us of who we are.God's GardenGod looked around His garden And He found an empty place. He then looked down upon this earth And saw your tired face. He put His arms around you And lifted you to rest. God's garden must be beautiful; He always takes the best. He knew that you were suffering. He knew you were in pain. He knew that you would never Get well on earth again. He saw the road was getting rough, And the hills were hard to climb. So He closed your weary eyelids, And whispered "Peace be thine". It broke our heart to lose you, But you did not go alone. For part of us went with you The day God called you home.
- Anonymous
 Added: Nov. 15, 2012
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