Bob and me plus twentyfive: ...the bad part of coming home is...

Monday, March 23, 2009

...the bad part of coming home is...

...unpacking...

2 comments:

LorieMarch 23, 2009 at 9:31 PM
The worst part of going home is you aren't here!!!!
It was good to see you- I told Barbie you just get prettier and prettier- just another way I wish I could be more like you!!!!
Love you, Lorie
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Memaw BarbieMarch 24, 2009 at 4:49 PM
You and daddy are the best. I am so glad you were here this past week. I hope you know how much it meant to me. blessings, Barbie
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I Died A Death

I died a death but stayed alive
In phantoms likeness I survive
Alive, yet dead, I walk alone
In rooms with walls as cold as stone.

I lived a life and dreamed a dream
Ane loved the life you lived with me
Then in the whisper of a breath
You left, and then I died a death

Though dead I live, I cannot part
from love that lives within my heart
Within my sorrow I must strive
To keep my hope and faith alive.

You slowly took your final breath
...'twas me, my dear,
who died a death.

Elizabeth Santos