A Voice from the Eastern Door
A Voice from the Eastern Door
Don’t think of him as gone away-
His journey’s just begun; life holds so many facets-
This earth is only one…
Just think of him as resting
From the sorrows and the tears in a place of warmth and comfort
Where there are no days and years
Think how he must be wishing
That we could know today
How nothing but our sadness
Can really pass away
And think of him as living
In the hearts of those he touched…
For nothing loved is ever lost-
And he was loved so much
Love you & miss you Rakeni,
Love always, your girls,
Lindsay & Sam
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