When I am gone, I shall go before you.
Think of me not as a disconsolate lover.
Think of the joy it gave me to adore you,
Of sun and stars you helped me to discover.
And this still living part of me
Will come to sit beside you in the empty room.
Then all on earth that death has left behind
Will be the merry part of me within your mind
Gary & Shaunie
come along with me
Gary and his shades
Love you
Shaunie & Gary B-day
Shaunie & Gary
Gary in his chair
Hillbilly Hot Tub!
AKA Naughty Hottie Traugh
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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 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.
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