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I love the way you talk to me |
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It makes me want to never leave. |
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When I come home from school sometimes, |
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You make me feel so cared for and loved, |
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I just want to cry from above. |
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I had your hair when I was born, |
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I am the youngest and you call me your baby, |
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Oh well, I love you mom. |
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When I looked
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My heart never
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I was in love with you. |
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| As tough as metal, as strong as the sea. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| As long as you and I will be, friends forever | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Not just a day. We'll last always, | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| as long as the friendship will be, you and me. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| No wrestle man can tear this bind, | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| deep in our hearts is where we'll find, | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| the courage from deep down inside, | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| to say I love you, not
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| My heart says hi!!! My mind says goodbye!!! | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| What will the answer be? | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Friends Forever, you and I. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Together for life, that's what I thought | |
| even though we always fought | |
| It was never anger, always love | |
| She was the best thing given to me | |
| from the man up above | |
| We have lots of memories and shared some good times | |
| like when we found the strawberry wine | |
| We stuck together through thick and thin | |
| A time or two people asked if we were twins | |
| In 17 years, I never thought I'd see a day | |
| Me being so young and my little sister passing away | |
| Sometimes when I think I'm going to go crazy | |
| I think of the girl who I was with since a baby | |
| Her beautiful face keeps good memories in mind | |
| Now her beautiful friend helps get me through bad times | |
| She's in my head every second, every day and that's real | |
| Love for eternity goes out to my baby sister, Jill. | |
| By Travis Flickinger | |
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| As I lay, looking at the sky | |
| I always wonder | |
| And ask myself why? | |
| I can hear her voice | |
| Whispering in the wind. | |
| I'm happy to say | |
| That she was my best friend. | |
| I hear her say, | |
| "Don't worry, I'm alright. | |
| I'm much happier now. | |
| There's no one to fight." | |
| I think of how she loved life | |
| As I look at the trees. | |
| Suddenly I feel her | |
| Sitting beside me. | |
| She never asked anything | |
| Out of life. | |
| Except one thing- | |
| To be Joe's wife. | |
| Some people would say, | |
| "That girl has to much fun." | |
| As she rides in her convertible |
| Under the sun. | ||||
| You never know who | ||||
| You're going to miss, | ||||
| But I'm glad to know | ||||
| She's in eternal bliss. | ||||
| I will never forget | ||||
| The times we had. | ||||
| The one's that were happy , | ||||
| And the one's that were sad. | ||||
| So anytime I see a bird | ||||
| I'll always know she is good | ||||
| At keeping her word. | ||||
| Or anytime I get a chill- | ||||
| I know who it is. | ||||
| My angel, Jill. | ||||
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| Sweet, innocent, darling child | ||||
| Spreading happiness with her smile. | ||||
| Giving, sharing always caring | ||||
| Wanting to go the extra mile. | ||||
| Trying to make a difference | ||||
| Willing to take a chance | ||||
| Her style and beauty made her beam | ||||
| Her spirit made us dance | ||||
| Her last day on this earth, | ||||
| She laughed and loved some more. | ||||
| She made new friends her 1st day at work | ||||
| Smiling as she walked out the door. | ||||
| The rain poured down that fateful day | ||||
| But stopped on her way home. | ||||
| She didn't know what lay ahead | ||||
| The trip was for her alone. | ||||
| The angel's tears of happiness | ||||
| Had drenched her fateful way | ||||
| And our lives were changed forever | ||||
| As sweet Jill was taken that day. | ||||
| They took her up to heaven | ||||
| So she could laugh and play | ||||
| And watch over all of us | ||||
| When we sometimes lose our way. | ||||
| The day we buried our little Jill | ||||
| The rain came pouring down- | ||||
| For she was happy ---- tears were falling | ||||
| Violently to the ground!! | ||||
| Falling not soft, but forceful!! | ||||
| She wanted us to see- | ||||
| That this was a great day and she was happy- | ||||
| As happy as could be! | ||||
| Whenever I get lonely for Jill | ||||
| And my tears cause a blur-- | ||||
| It ALWAYS seems to RAIN!! | ||||
| And then I look up...... and smile at her!! | ||||
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| The short time Jill lived with me | ||||
| I got to know the girl. | ||||
| The girl that loved to make us laugh | ||||
| And go through life in a whirl! | ||||
| She was so sweet and funny | ||||
| Someone you wanted to be around | ||||
| She made fun of you to your face--- | ||||
| She didn't have to gossip all over town!! | ||||
| She was so conscious of her looks- | ||||
| Her eyebrows, hair and weight--- | ||||
| But it was the inside that made her beautiful | ||||
| Even though we acknowledge this too late. | ||||
| I made her laugh and cry | ||||
| And she did to me the same--- | ||||
| As sisters it was understood | ||||
| To fight but we knew the game!! | ||||
| I cherish the time I had with her- | ||||
| Us flip flopping in my yard- | ||||
| We'd see who could do the most-her usually | ||||
| Because the older I get-its hard!!! | ||||
| She helped me cook at Thanksgiving--- | ||||
| She always helped me out | ||||
| She never asked for anything | ||||
| But sometimes she would pout. | ||||
| I never told her thank you- | ||||
| For coming to live with me. | ||||
| Because I got to know the girl | ||||
| Who was also "sister" to me. | ||||
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Do not stand at my grave and weep; |
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I am a thousand winds that blow. |
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I am the diamond glints on snow. |
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I am the sunlight on ripened grain. |
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I am the gentle autumn rain. |
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When you awaken in the morning's hush |
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I am the swift uplifting rush |
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Of quiet birds in a circled flight. |
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I am the soft stars that shine at night. |
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Do not stand at my grave and cry; |
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I am not there; I did not die. |
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Goodnight Sweet Angel
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| You came and you went, your life so brief. | |||
| We were left alone in much disbelief. | |||
| But tonight as I look at the heavens above, | |||
| I see magic among angels and I feel your love. | |||
| You did not die, you are just peaceful and free, | |||
| Loving, and giving, and waiting to see. | |||
| So goodnight sweet angel, I love you so. | |||
| The hardest part was just letting you go. | |||
| There'll come a time when we will once more, | |||
| Share the laughter and love evermore. | |||
Contributed By Brandi LaVigne |
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| *Special Girl* | |||
| The most special girl in this world | |||
| was the most precious | |||
| and the most appreciated one of all. | |||
| No matter what happend, | |||
| She always seemed to understand. | |||
| She went a million miles out of her way. | |||
| She'd hold your hand through rise and fall. | |||
| She brought you smiles, | |||
| when a smile is exactly what you needed. | |||
| She listened, | |||
| and she heard what was said | |||
| in the spaces between the words. | |||
| She cared, | |||
| and she'd let you know | |||
| you were in her prayers. | |||
| This special girl | |||
| always knew the perfect thing to do. | |||
| She made your whole day | |||
| just by saying something | |||
| that no one else could have said. | |||
| Sometimes you feel like | |||
| she shared with you a secret language | |||
| that others can't tune into. | |||
| This special girl | |||
| can guide you, | |||
| inspire you, | |||
| comfort you, | |||
| and light up your life with laughter. | |||
| This special girl | |
| understood your moods and nurtured your needs, | |
| and she lovingly knew | |
| just what you were after. | |
| When your feelings come from deep inside | |
| and the need to be spoken to someone; | |
| you don't have to | |
| hide from them, | |
| you share them... | |
| with this special someone. | |
| When good news comes, | |
| this special girl | |
| was the first one you'd turn to, | |
| and when feelings overflowed | |
| and tears needed to fall, | |
| this special girl | |
| helped you through it all. | |
| This special girl | |
| brought sunlight into everyone's life. | |
| She'd warm your world with her presence, | |
| whether she was far away or close by your side. | |
| This special girl, | |
| her name is Jill, | |
| was a gift to the world. | |
| She brought happiness, | |
| and treasures that money can't buy. | |
| Contributed By Brandi LaVigne | |
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| My First Christmas In Heaven | |
| I see the countless Christmas trees | |
| around the world below | |
| With tiny lights, like Heaven's stars, | |
| reflecting on the snow. | |
| The sight is so spectacular, | |
| please wipe away the tear | |
| For I am spending Christmas with | |
| Jesus Christ this year. | |
| I hear the many Christmas songs | |
| that people hold so dear | |
| But the sounds of music can't compare | |
| with the Christmas choir up here. | |
| I have no words to tell you, | |
| the joy their voices bring, | |
| For it is beyond description, | |
| to hear the angels sing. | |
| I know how much you miss me, | |
| I see the pain inside your heart. | |
| But I am not so far away, | |
| We really aren't apart. | |
| So be happy for me, dear ones, | |
| You know how I hold you dear. | |
| And be glad I'm spending Christmas | |
| with Jesus Christ this year. | |
| I sent you each a special gift, | |
| from my heavenly home above. | |
| I sent you each a memory | |
| of my undying love. | |
| After all, love is a gift more precious | |
| than pure gold. | |
| It was always most important | |
| in the stories Jesus told. | |
| Please love and keep each other, | |
| as my Father said to do. | |
| For I can't count the blessing or love | |
| he has for each of you. | |
| So have a Merry Christmas and | |
| wipe away the tear. | |
| Remember, I am spending Christmas with | |
| Jesus Christ this year. | |
| Sent to Jill's parents, ( David and Doris Matthews) by Fr. Mike Haney of St. Paschal's Catholic Church in West Monroe, La | |