This image was a gift to me from Sara Duncan. Please take the time to
visit her site. It is a tribute to her son, Mark. Also visit her imaging site
by clicking on the Aras banner below.
This image was created utilizing a portion of one of Danny Hahlbolm's
magnificent spritual works, used most appreciatively with Danny's gracious
permission. Click on Danny's name and visit his site.
THANK YOU, SARA!!
Go Rest High On That Mountain
I know your life
On earth was troubled
And only you could know the pain
You weren't afraid to face the devil
You were no stranger to the rain
Go rest high on that mountain
Son, your work on earth is done
Go to heaven a shoutin'
Love for the Father and the Son
Oh, how we cried the day you left us
We gathered round your grave to grieve
I wish I could see the angels faces
When they hear your sweet voice sing
Go rest high on that mountain
Son, your work on earth is done
Go to heaven a shoutin'
Love for the Father and the Son
We miss you, dear son, so much. You are in our thoughts
every day. I miss your quirky little smile,your great hugs
and the way you loved us so unconditional.
I know that Paw Paw and Mother Shinn are with you now.
and that sooths my soul.
In my dreams, you are free and soaring like an eagle. No
more restrictions and no more pain. You are finally at peace
and that makes my heartache,a little less painful.
Michael is doing good. But his heart is heavy with sadness.
He misses you so very much. He works real hard to carry on,
for the both of you. He carries your spirit with him everyday.
And I know, that has to get real heavy sometimes.
And little Travis Roy is growing like a weed. He is so smart.
We tell him about you all the time. He calls you Uncle Roy.
I spend as much time with him as I can. For some reason,
I feel close to you when I am with him. He gives me hugs,
and says they are from you. He is so very special, to us all.
He loves his family and God, like you do, unconditional.
I bet you are helping Mother Shinn, tend to all those
beautiful flowers,in God's gardens. And you and Paw Paw
argue over the Cowboys and the Saints.
I love you very much, my dear baby boy. And I miss you
terribly. My heart is heavy with sadness, from missing you
so much. Knowing that you are not alone and that I will see
you again someday, keeps me going. I just wish I could have
held you one more time and told you "I love you,baby son"
one more time. MOM
This candle burns for
our lost children.
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep,
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow
I am the sunlight on ripened grain
I am the gentle autumn's rain
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush,
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night,
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.
Death is but crossing the world,
as friends do the seas;
they live in one another still.
Please take the time to visit the links listed below.
These are tributes to other children lost.
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