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In Loving Memory

 

This is a poem that was written by a very special friend of ours. Her name is

Katie Wojciechowicz and she is 12 years old. 

 

The Angel

There was an Angel that was once in our presence and while she was here,

she gleamed brighter than the sun and more beautiful than the evening sunset.

And while in her presence, you were really with an Angel.

But one day as the sun went down and the moon came up, she rode out with the sun like a princess in her golden chariot. And as she soared through the sky up to heaven's gates, looking more radiant  and graceful than ever, we all realized that the Angel hasn't left us; she is now forever with us.

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The Will of The Lord

One or the other must leave,

One or the other must stay,

One or the other must grieve,

That is forever the way.

 

That is the vow that was sworn,

Faithful til death do us part,

Braving what had to be borne,

Hiding the ache in the heart.

 

One, Howsoever adored,

First must be summoned away,

That is the will of the Lord,

One or the other must stay.

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To Those I Love and Those Who Love Me

When I am gone, release me, let me go.

I have so many things to see and do.

You mustn't tie yourself to me with tears

Be thankful for our beautiful years.

 

I gave you my love, you can only guess

How much you gave me in happiness.

I thank you for the love you each have shown,

But now it's time I travel alone.

 

So grieve a while for me, if grieve you must,

Then let your grief be comforted by trust.

It's only for a time that we must part,

So bless the memories within your heart.

 

I won't be far away, for life goes on,

And if you need me call, and I will come.

Though you can't see or touch me, I'll be near,

If you listen with your heart, you'll hear,

All my love around you soft and clear.

 

And then when you must come this way alone,

I'll greet you with a smile and say

"Welcome Home".

By Fawn Donaldson - Our Lady of the Magnificat