Poems & Selections

Not How Did He Die, But How He Did Live

Not how did he die but how did he live
Not what did he gain but what did he give
These are the units to measure the worth of a man
as a man regardless of birth
Not what was his church nor what was his creed?
But had he befriended those really in need?
Was he ever ready with words of good cheer to bring back a smile
to banish a tear?
Not what did the sketch in the newspaper say
But how many were sorry when he passed away
Loving, Kind and Giving
That’s what kind of man he was.

When I am gone, release me, and let me go. I have so many things to see and do. You mustn’t tie yourself to me with too many tears. But be thankful we have had so many good years. I gave you my love and you can only guess. How much you have given me […]
May you live long, Die happy, And rate a mansion in heaven.
by: Kahil Gibran Only when you drink from the river of Silence shall you indeed sing. And when you have reached the mountain top, Then you shall begin to climb. And when the earth shall claim your limbs, Then you shall truly dance.
Said in the morning when rising… Christ be with me, be after me, be before me, and be at my right and left hand. May everything I do be for Christ.