By Emily Dickinson It was not death, for I stood up, And all the dead lie down; It was not night, for all the bells Put out their tongues, for noon. It was not frost, for on my flesh I felt siroccos crawl, – – Nor fire, for just my marble feet Could keep a […]

By E.E. Cummings if there are any heavens my mother will (all by herself) have one. It will not be a pansy heaven nor a fragile heaven of lilies-of-the-valley but it will be a heaven of black red roses my father will be(deep like a rose tall like a rose) standing near my (swaying over […]

The light is bright but my heart is at peace. Pain I feel no more. My loved ones will miss me, but my sorrow has ceased as my spirit begins to soar! As I met my Savior, He holds me close as a father comforts a child. I know my loved ones will miss me, […]