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We Remember Them
At the rising of the sun and at its going down, we remember them. At the blowing of the wind and the chill of Winter, we remember them. At the opening of the buds and in the rebirth of Sp...
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Monday, November 9, 2015
What Grief Is, Isn’t, Does and Doesn’t Do
Deb Kosmer uses her gift with words in this lovely poem that so adequately explains what grief does and doesn't do as well as explaining what it is and what it isn't. In a way that only Deb can, sh...
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Monday, November 9, 2015
When We Cry
A very moving poem about God's presence in our lives when we cry, when we grieve and when we find joy again. Powerful words let you know you are never alone in your pain and suffering and...
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Monday, November 9, 2015
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We Remember Them
At the rising of the sun and at its going down, we remember them. At the blowing of the wind and the chill of Winter, we remember them. At the opening of the buds and in the rebirth of Sp...
What Grief Is, Isn’t, Does and Doesn’t Do
Deb Kosmer uses her gift with words in this lovely poem that so adequately explains what grief does and doesn't do as well as explaining what it is and what it isn't. In a way that only Deb can, sh...
When We Cry
A very moving poem about God's presence in our lives when we cry, when we grieve and when we find joy again. Powerful words let you know you are never alone in your pain and suffering and...
Shattered
My heart shatters and no one seems to hear ... though to me it is an agonizing sound. Hurt envelops me, Pain assaults me! How can others fail to notice?
by Connie Owens
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