When the resurrection sings itself in the robin's glad song, and bursting buds defy the death grip of winter, and you walk upon the yielding earth near my grave...remember that my soul is not there, b...
You will never know just how thrilled my heart is to behold such a throng of people; especially as they have gathered to pay tribute and love's greatest honor to loved ones who, today, are basking in...
She was only a dew drop that sparkled a short while under the brilliant rays of heaven's sunlight.