Poems & Selections

Vanished

By Emily Dickinson
She died, —this was the way she died;
And when her breath was done,
Took up her simple wardrobe
And started for the sun.
Her little figure at the gate
The angels must have spied,
Since I could never find her
Upon the mortal side.

There’s a wideness in God’s mercy like the wideness of the sea; there’s a kindness in his justice, which is more than liberty, for the love of God is broader than the measure of one’s mind and the heart of the Eternal is most wonderfully kind. If our love were but more simple, we should […]
Those we love remain with us for love itself lives on, and cherished memories never fade because a loved one’s gone. Those we love can never be more than a thought apart, for as long as there is memory, they’ll live on in the heart.
May you live as long as you want, And never want as long as you live.
By Robert Louis Stevenson Under the wide and starry sky, Dig the grave and let me lie. Glad did I live and gladly die, And I laid me down with a will. This be the verse you gave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from the […]