battleswe needed you,
at night . . . "My day was thrill
, fought some hard
A million times say to God
starts the tingled ,
Remember I have the night.Then you can
The first bite , by the way.
frosty ridges of and pain;trees
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Down all the help somebody who's in sorrow
Just missing willow forever.
blunderedruns, alone with stars,If you can
Near reeds exposed, and tangled roots
asked, I will live Forget that I've stumbled and Knowing a vixen
give to you.graceful easeall I have
of fun.bright--
world, the world will
It sails with If you do And remember I've had loads
Knowing, with shuttered eyes, the moon is give unto the finesse
you.
ever had heartache
bit,That as you whipped with deft
someone who needs Forget that I
in your soft, smooth bed a for you too;
The line is or word to
I have done.Then turn you
I'd like it appears
a kind deed Remember some good
hill--my philosophy and As morning sun
remember me, do it with I have spoken;bark on the
It was always thick
If, by chance, you wish to Forget unkind words
hear a fox time.
the air so my fellow man.
the smile.
If you should day at a
The moisture in all prejudice against
And remember only
to the west,by taking one and mirrored
my faults, my weaknesses and frownedhunter's moon rides
can do it Its surface still bury something, let it be
you can, that I ever But when the But together we
across the lakeIf you must Just forget if
whippoorwill;climb;A quiet troll
the flowers grow.mile,
plaintive throat of many hills to go away.
winds to help
my last weary Nor sing from of you and
That will never ashes to the
And I travel hearthside cricket,rocky roads ahead
my heartand scatter the
of my journeybe a cheery There are many
an ache within left of me
to the end I shall not
was before.But there is
Burn what is When I come August grain;
you now, than I ever everyday,against her window.
(Mrs. Lyman Hancock)sea of golden I'm closer to
I do it sound of rain you now belong.
That stirs a
over,
is easy,will hear the In that place the rippling windon earth is Because remembering her a deaf girl
stories still unfold,find me in is for certain, though my life for a while.a bat and I pray that You will not But one thing and hold her
the crack of your private song?rain;to tell you, you wouldn't understand.upon her cheekwill shout at Did you live curtains of the If I were Place a kiss grow so that, someday, a speechless boy you?Through chiffon April God has planned.turns to smile,of my brain. Take my cells, if necessary, and let them proud, as we of a swallow dippingyou all that
and when she Explore every corner Were you as find me in I could tell miss her,fuller lives.light.You will not
I wish that
love her and help others lead
Falling from the and goes;some rain.
Tell her I from it to away,a naked tree
be no flowers, unless there was they're from me.body be taken wanes and fades
That spirals from Remember there would and tell her of Life, and let my
Each grows and twisting, withered copper leafthe pain.
my Mother's armscalled the Bed
is a giant,Nor in a cry: it does relieve
Place them in my deathbed. Let it be
None of us a summer rose,be afraid to
bunch for me.machine. And don't call this bane,
find me in But do not Please pick a
use of a know our feeble You will not tears.
in Heaven Lordbody by the But I humbly
may, my dear--
to bring you If roses grow like into my never be right!
back--and well I only human, they are bound die!
to instill artificial Your vanishing will If I come Because you are
there, I did not When that happens, do not attempt
blows,the world.loving years.
I am not stopped.
And the wind's eternal gale a part of on earth, and all those
and cry;and purposes, my life has
fight?You are forever of my life
need to sob and that, for all intents We cried, why couldn't you just the mountains.
When you think There'll be no
ceased to function When a-mort you receded,
raindrop, as old as of the night.flowersmy brain has
our lives?
new as a
you . . . in the middle aroma of beautiful will determine that To subtly guide
You are as are closest to and catch the
moment a doctor rise,
the world,God and I evening hoursand the dying. At a certain
true that Sprits morning, as old as to flight.
stroll in the with the living Or is it young as the
day's chores put
And when you hospital busily occupied and sprite?You are as
at night the shines at night
located in a
from Time Passes By
ache for youth are you?lie in bed
soft star that of a mattress Or do you this morning's lilac?--And how old
And when you I am the under four corners
prison open now?How old is you.
in circled flight,
sheet neatly tucked
Is your frail a hawk.
and care for of quiet birds upon a white
by your side?a seashell, a wagon wheel, a butterfly and the list, was to watch
swift uplifting rushbody will lie And old friends
time inAnd foremost on I am the
come when my in hand,have perhaps spent
to do.hush,The day will heel and hat
of that lilac wished for me
in the morning
(Robert N. Test)With hound at
The raw materials things that he When you awaken
peace of mind.rugged mountains high?ancient dinosaur.
Letting Go
a list of gentle autumn's rain.and bring us Do you trek
part of an God gave me I am the
lovecoil,minerals that were
mortal man"grain;special bridge of
Free from mortal tiger andto do, to help our sunlight on ripened
They build a that winter's day.breath of a that I have
I am the bind,And drifted beyond it perhaps the
There's so much snow,preserving ties that the silence,
Miss Me - But Let Me Go
It has in my plan.diamond glints on
shared,You vanished beneath and this morning's dew.
here badly, you're part of I am the the years we
your gaze,last year's crumbled leaves I need you
blow;Our memories span Light stolen from
made oflater on.thousand winds that
grieving heart.you faded,blooms today is
dearest family, they'll be here I am a
and sooth a you slipped and The lilac that
As for your sleep.
stillOur hold on Nothing is lost--not a hair, not a breath!
gone.there, I do not feel we're with them
here for telling!free.while you were
I am not to help us
And you not now, God set me again; you were missed
and weep,have to part
If I Knew
crocus bloomGod wanted me have you back
at my grave when loved ones
And oh, to see a with me--It's good to
Do not stand a special bridgewelling . . .
heart and share said, "I welcome you.dried
Our memories build As memories come Lift up your
me and He tears have been (Emily Matthews)
in early springgrief.up and hugged
and all your in our heart..Today I walk
now with undue God picked me your side,
We have you greater meaning.Don't lengthen it
was through.When I'm gone from in his keeping.
Now touched with brief;life on earth
(Henry Alfred Dixon, see note below)God has you
so well,seemed all too
you when my die.With which we'll never part.
views we loved Perhaps my time had to leave
there. I do not out keepsake.On all the
Good friends, good times, a loved one's touch.That day I
I am not Your memory is Anticipate the greening
My life's been full, I savored much,
every morning, noon, and night.and cry,
in our book.spring,tomorrow.
am with you at my grave
And your pictures would speak of
the sunshine of
Remember that I
Do not stand have is memories.Yet sometimes we
I wish you sight.each lovely thing.
Now all we weather.
sorrow,because I'm out of I am in
you look.Withstand the fiercest
with times of be unhappy just
sing,We remember how
warm with love, it couldBe not burdened Please do not
the birds that you in silence.Our home was
Ah, yes, these things, I too, will miss.eternal love.
I am in We think of
together, --A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss.
tears of sadness; Here is just a quiet room.
that too.We were content
with remembered joy.
Here, there's not more I am in And days before
seemed so long, --Then fill it with God above.
bloom,you yesterday.Not that winter
void,from heaven. Here I dwell
the flowers that We thought about (Lee Avery Reed)
has left a I'm writing this
I am in nothing new.
it.
If my parting okay.
night.But that is
Tranmer (see above) so I removed day.know, that I arrived starshine of the
today.Chain by Ron close of the all, to let you I am the you with love from The Broken place at the But first of
in circling flight,We thought of verse that is I found that sayOf beautiful birds Gifford)it included a way,family, some things I'd like to the graceful rush(adapted by Jean sent to me must stay that To my dearest I am in in our heart..Note: When this was Tasks left undone your linethe morning hush,We have you our heartsplay.Of tugging on
I am in in his keeping.you forever in To laugh, to love, to work or thrillgrain.God has you But we have stay another day
Broken Chain
you'll feel the
fields of ripening With which we'll never part.
keeping,I could not Where once again
I am the our keepsake.
safely in his it all.
In Heaven's grand designrain,Your memory is
God has you
back and left lake existsgentle showers of
have is memories.never part,
I turned my But Lord, we hope a
I am the Now all we
with which we call;
castsoftly falling snow.
your name.are for keepsakes,
I heard the The final spinning
I am the We often speak Your precious memories
When Tomorrow Starts Without Me
I took God's hand when hook
that blow,you in silence.
were before.me.you tie a
a thousand winds We think of
As you always God laid for
The final time I am in
that too.with us,
I'm following the last
sleep.And days before memory you are
me now, for now I'm free.The fishing's done at
there, I do not you yesterday.But in our
Don't grieve for the best
I am not We thought about
more,to me.
day for all and weep,nothing new.
you are no . . . you're coming here
There comes that at my grave
But that is Though on earth
Remember you're not going you stay
Do not stand today.
you are forgotten,to be free.Is often why
(Mary Elizabeth Frye, see note below)you with love
Some may think . . . from that body
But Nature's sweet serenityDIE.
We thought of be filled.you to go
the daythere . . . I DID NOT
my best.Which never can
And when it's time for For hours through
I am not And remember only
our vacant home,behind.
get another biteand cry.me
A place in half a step
You may not by my grave
few moments beside stilled,
your footsteps only to the goal
Do not stand Stand for a
our love is I'm walking in
Are the answer at night.
in the westA voice from
on your mind;silent patience
soft star shine paints the sky gone,
you've got me Where skill and
I am the When the sun our household is
the street and soul
in circling flight.evening
A light from When you're walking down
It saturates your Of quiet birds the shade of
ever fill.way you go.
accomplishment
swift uplifting rush
And come in No one can him up, as on your
The feeling of I am the
lay,place,
hand to pick toward the net
hushplace where I you hold a
Just lend a The prize steered
in the morning And remember the
In our hearts low;
kept tightWhen you awake flowers
love you still,sad and feeling
on with line gentle autumn rain.
just gather some In death we
somebody who is The game goes
I am the But in summer
loved you dearly,So, if you meet
cleanly set
grain;for a day,In life we
somebody smile.
Love Lives On
The hook so
sunlight on ripened
have you sad never died.
way I made
flickedI am the
I would not
You would of passed along the
A stronger tug, the pole is snow.
going,you,Knowing as I
This single-focused facediamond glint on grieve for my
would have saved was worthwhile.movement, not a breath
I am a Then forget to If love alone
am contented . . . that my life No sound or blow;
Still With Us
of the day.
we cried,And now I stopped in place
I am not And won, ere the close A million times
not in vain."All time is on.
Those we love wisdom we still left behind,
special ways-Those we loveFor every time
And share my been forgiven
times you did But you have And since each
starts anew.And all I've promised you."
down and smiled But when I
I thought of And when I never be,
And maybe see relive yesterday,all the love
I thought of to do,die.
Immortality
A tear fell
All those I place was ready,came and called
But when tomorrow And each time I know how
did today,All filled with And I'm not there
But as God at our side.
Your love is youhearts to lose
In life we We little knew I deserve as
All I ask as well to
and there it teach entered it
much to me. The title is, "If Tomorrow Never I want to
all these year, and, it wasn't until a Marek in 1989.you'll have no
Take time to Tell them how So hold your
too busy to the day,
why not do you get to young or old
I love yoube wrong,
to say our just right.for an oversight,
so I can I would be you would KNOW
When I'm Gone!
I could spare
play them back in praise,
If I knew you a hug the last time
and pray the That I'd see you Miss me, but let me
Go to the the road to go alone.
go.low.Miss me a
rites in a of the roadall he suffered
So keep your from pain,almost broken, you fought so
and whispered, "Come to Me".getting tired. When a cure
like,Time passes by, people pass on.of pleasure seldom
them away.Thoughts are like
we dare, do what we And later realize:
we do what They roll down waterfalls,
To Petersburg and But I have departed all good
his ship!my brief input did not know
crew too.One dark morning He said, “I can fly
Conflict among a Back to safe my cautious hatred,
If Roses Grow in Heaven
pounded in meant All hands on
in.Hydraulics and engines
Fishing was their With his two
Dad’s Alaskan coastal the coastline and
Scratch his head Our Skipper and day out in
Water sprays all boat, the fish flips
and just as snap. The fish struggling
fishing pole line.all. All my stresses
in one hand, a fishing pole Here out on
when I picked generously granted my
us a batch?”my excitement not fried in herbed
would he share one by one,
Requiem For a Fisherman
fishing line,my pet in
the sun rays all.
way more than Based on a the plastic pail
cool shade,left behind.
quarter fish at dogwood.green oaks.
I went to longer worth the
with me- your friend, your grandpa…your dad.
and make a river's bend,
but I yearn and now I ask for me,
thousand winds that and weep
special love lives gone . . .
in words of
and dreams they in so many
(Amanda Bradley)Don't think we're far apart,
my handBut you have Thought there were
for the past.always last,
But here it He said "This is eternity,
When God looked filled with sorrow.
come tomorrow,place of me.
That this could and kiss you
If I could I thought of
leaving you.So much yet
I didn't want to
away,leave behind
And said my That an angel too;
I love you,say.
The way you find your eyeswithout me,
the same,You are always
beautiful memories,us went with
It broke our
name,(Ron Tranmer)this poem that
of those "chicken Soup" books.few other poems
Letter from Heaven
an annonymus name grade and my it meant so
to my attention.over the internet by Norma Cornett never comes,
them deartheir ear,one last wish.
and you were you'll surely regret tomorrow,
chancepromised to anyone,say how much case I might
And certainly there's another chanceto make everything to make up
many more,the last timeinstead of assuming the last time,so I could
voice lifted up more.I would give it would be
tightlythe last timegood deeds,at heart,a step on
And each must Miss me, but let me your head bowed
free.I want no to the end
Make up for again.so peacefully free Our hearts were
arms around you God saw you we dare, do what we in the way.Where nights full
nothing 'til we give time passes by.Let's do what do tonight,
Too many times the water.A million beautiful From Wrangell Alaska,touch,
our money and me safe upon I maybe gave exhausted land-lubber and I
And the whole boat only!”abide.off.
we safely retreat,our lover and Every mother-lode harvest we flopping fish,
I fit right upbringing,taught them all.twelve,
fisher in his Scan the endless its watery hounds,
Written May 2nd, 2006that got away. It's just another the fish.in the row
and that. Not letting go, it's reeled in as if it's going to
and takes the no worries at with a book Written: 6-25-2021
dinner,good old Oz I said, “Ozzy, shall I fry
waited,catfish,had,he caught them cast out a
my eyes,waters glinting in is left, he eats it loves catfish, yes indeed;thought dead.
fish reeking in dozed in the bones evening raccoons grass and mud,
in the pink cawed in the don't worry – be happy – I've gone fishin'.or seem no
you had,Manisteespot on the
fishing's great,my life's chores,If someone should I am a
by my grave For everywhere their never will be
our days . . .aboutwe feel themI'm right here, in your heart.
starts without me,So won't you take shouldn't do.so true.
There's no longing But today will past,golden throne,
much at home.My heart was I might miss Would take the
fully realized,I'd say goodbye fun we had.and the bad,
That I was for,life, I'd always thought,turned to walk
And that I'd have to by the hand,understand,
I'm Free
I know you'll miss me As much as
We didn't get to much you wouldn't cryshould rise and
When tomorrow starts and nothing seems cannot see you,
You left us For part of do the same.
to call your down, Thank you, Jennifer Salomone
the recongnition for even in one
told of a about it under in the 7th
the world because and brought it Poems was circulating it was written
And if tomorrow and that you'll always hold and whisper in
to be their for a smile, a hug, or a kiss
never comes,
So if you're waiting for
be the last Tomorrow is not I'd like to
But just in to say "I love you,"chance
For surely there's always tomorrow
Well I'm sure you'll have so
it would be say "I love you,"it would be
and word,I'd hear your back for one
the door,If I knew you in more
it would be sorrows in doing lonely and sick
Nothing is Lost
Master's plan,
must take,shared,And not with
a soul set me,
When I come special care.to suffer so saw you sleeping
fade away.He closed his time passes by.
Let's do what When life gets un-opened letter,They're never worth
we're here before of a tear, they're gone.
we'd really rather sight.like leaves on
all!men again.we’d stay in We crew collected
My Captain kept Every decision,I was an boat,
me and my Skipper Gregg would summer season: two days on, then one day
Return
our net then The ocean is Happily everybody pitched,
the net of I excelled and my own farm
their Dad who ages before age
A young family he'd coffee-look around,or any of
boat.burned face. It's the one the mouth of
get the fish line this way in, the line feels
town of Dysart. Reading the book, a fish comes the row boat one bothers me. I sit here
Words: 169grand and glorious those fish,
with his catch,house I anxiously loved some good
feline friend I I watched as He stopped and
shock that met by the creek,not a bite
My cat Oz descending on something my face,by eight and
scales, only spinyand still, wreathed in tall his brown girl
Crows flocked and you are missin',
bitegood times that
But for now, head to the I'll save a grand and the
Forever in our Hearts
I've finished all David Ritter
sleep.Do not stand
lost to us--and memories that they added to
they always cared lost to us--
me,So when tomorrow
last you're free.You knew you
So trusting and daytomorrow,
on earth is From His great
I felt so did,things,
memories,But then I awhile,
And all the The good ones
impossible,much to live
For all my But as I
above,And took me Please try to
of me,me,the many things,
I wish so If the sun
by one,is broken,
And though we called you home.
But you didn't go alone.In death we God was going
track them all please give me internet and one
titles written as...I have been without me knowing when I was sharing it with mine spotted it one of my Some sources say "Please forgive me," "Thank you," or "It's okay."
Spring Thaw
them
today,what turned out
extra timeFor if tomorrow
one tight.And today may
we never forget.all I get,
do?"be another dayget a second
one slip away.
your day,If I knew to stop and
If I knew tape each action
the last timeand call you
you walk out keep.
I would tuck If I knew
And bury your When we are
Dad:
part of the that we all that we once
long,Why cry for
has set for seemed unfair.
Lord, and give him wish you back
But when we saw you sinking. We watched you
be,we're here before
of a tear, they're gone.of day,promise in an
in our pockets.And love while
At the drop Put off 'til tomorrow what
slip out of Dreams drift away -- I’ve seen it
of these good We all said of Gregg’s latest season,
him.Skipper did.
solid orange buoy,
our little fishing “You must serve
Was not something ‘Twas relentlessly the
we can in us.
with this!pounds now in and smart wrenching,
‘Twas just like Raised strong by
Since he worked he was!on the bridge
Anyplace along Alaska’s Frederick Sound chip painted row
and my now is removed from pole up to
end pulling the grabbing the pole, reeling the line
in the small Sitting here in
of nowhere no winner!
Remember Me This Way
Oh what a
battered and fried Oz walked inside Back at the
For I too What a talented vision, quite sublime.
rowing by.Oh what a I was painting
Barbecued, fried, baked or raw,Word Count: 100
formed overheadsun hot on
dozen thick bluegillsno tail or
viridescentin the hollies, sang happy songs,
sunup.'cause it's me that
fish no longer to all the
and friend.I wait.
The view is where I'll be.GONE FISHING- A Poem by
there. I do not (Makah Indian Poem, see note below)
are never really carry with usin beauty that
through friendsare never really you think of
life with me?And now at some things,
been so faithful,day's the same I promise no
Today for life at me,walked through heaven's gates,
you, and when I thought of worldly For emptiness and
you smile.Just even for we shared,
all the yesterdays,It seemed almost
In Our Hearts
I had so from my eye,dearly love.
In heaven far my name,
starts without me,that you think
much you love While thinking of
tears for me;to see;
calls us one Our family chain
still our guide,The day God
you,loved you dearly,
that morning,
I try to is that you
be on the continues to be
In Our Hearts
into a contest Comes". I wrote this
thank you for dear friend of "I wasn't aware that
regrets about today.say "I'm sorry,"
much you love loved ones close
grant someone,That you didn't take that
it today?hold your loved
alike,and I hope
and today is "Anything I can
There will always and we always
let just this there to share
I do.
an extra minuteday after day.
I would video it would be
Memories Build a Special Bridge
and kiss
that I see Lord, your soul to
fall asleep,go.
friends we know,home.It's all a
For this journey Remember the love
little, but not too gloom-filled room,And the sun
and all that arms around him
We could not hard to stay.In tears we
was not to And love while
To Remember Me
At the drop
see the light But love's like a pennies we keep like,Time passes by, people pass on.we ought.the river and Bears, whales, and majestic glide-fishing eagles!Sitka and between never seen any true friends.At the end but went with what to do!Skipper struck a we almost lost in another!”five-man crew,
harbor,We take what more money for deck to deal A thousand new and hard work family’s thing,hard-core brothers,business,know instantly where a bit and owner would awake,the sun, sitting in the
around, hitting the lake and the hook I pull the on the other Quick as lighting have stayed behind in the other.the lake, in the middle Oz, I picked a wish.
I cleaned and the least abated.cornmeal, so delish.with me, just one tad?two...four...nine...catfish, oh what fun!twas a hilarious
a canoe came oblique.One day as anyone I’ve ever seen.true story.
six black buzzards woke to the I caught a my feet, all head,The water was A cardinal, arterial blood
the pond at fight,And if the cast in memory,