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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.

Little Boy Blue

by Eugene Field The little toy dog is covered with dust, But sturdy and stanch he stands; And the little toy soldier is red with rust, And his musket molds in his hands, Time was when the little toy dog was new And the soldier was passing fair, And that was the time when our […]

Psalm 23

The Lord is my shepherd, I lack nothing. He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside quiet waters He refreshes my soul. He guides me along the right paths for his name’s sake. Even though I walk through the darkest valley, [a] I will fear no evil, for you are with […]

Letting Go

To “let go” does not mean to stop caring. It means I can’t do it for someone else. To “let go” is not to cut myself off. It’s the realization that I can’t control another. To “let go” is to admit powerlessness, which means the outcome is not in my hands. To “let go” is […]

If I Could Hear Her

By Carolyn Ferreira I see your teardrops falling I hear you cry my name I know you can not see me but I hold you just the sameI watch as you lie abed as restless as can be I hear your whispered words as you pray for dreams of meevery day for you is painful […]

617-971-8590 / 980-231-1476

Poems & Selections

Not How Did He Die, But How He Did Live

Little Boy Blue

Psalm 23

Letting Go

If I Could Hear Her

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