
This was a gift from the artist
synthy
Its really a beautifulpicture and it shows how she truly felt about me and how I felt about her. Thank you Synthy. It really is beautiful.

Its really a beautifulpicture and it shows how she truly felt about me and how I felt about her. Thank you Synthy. It really is beautiful.
Category All / All
Species Wolf
Size 639 x 555px
File Size 182.5 kB
ill be here
when you feel the world is apon
ill be there
when the nights are cold and alone
ill be with you
the your hurt and need some 1 to hold
im all ways with in your arms
when you think i am gone
im in your heart and in your arms
always and forever
kaza i hope this little poem helps
just knowing she is with you now and forever ::hugs::
when you feel the world is apon
ill be there
when the nights are cold and alone
ill be with you
the your hurt and need some 1 to hold
im all ways with in your arms
when you think i am gone
im in your heart and in your arms
always and forever
kaza i hope this little poem helps
just knowing she is with you now and forever ::hugs::
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 sun 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 circling flight.
I am the soft star-shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.
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 sun 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 circling flight.
I am the soft star-shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.
This is really similar to the one that I have...
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am in a thousand winds that blow,
I am the softly falling snow.
I am the gentle showers of rain,
I am the fields of ripening grain.
I am in the morning hush,
I am in the graceful rush
Of beautiful birds in circling flight,
I am the starshine of the night.
I am in the flowers that bloom,
I am in a quiet room.
I am in the birds that sing,
I am in each lovely thing.
Do not stand at my grave bereft
I am not there. I have not left.
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am in a thousand winds that blow,
I am the softly falling snow.
I am the gentle showers of rain,
I am the fields of ripening grain.
I am in the morning hush,
I am in the graceful rush
Of beautiful birds in circling flight,
I am the starshine of the night.
I am in the flowers that bloom,
I am in a quiet room.
I am in the birds that sing,
I am in each lovely thing.
Do not stand at my grave bereft
I am not there. I have not left.
God this really brought tears to my eyes... I know these are just words but I am so so sorry this happened to you and your love of your life... I feel so silly for feeling upset at life's "problems" when I don't know what pain really is. You have experienced something that nobody should. I know this may seem like sarcasm but I mean it with all my heart. You have probably experienced the worst life can offer, so everything else should be relatively easy. You are stronger for it and there's still a full life ahead of you. Good things will come in life, they will I promise.
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