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" Rufus " Born: January 7, 1986Passed: June 8, 1998 |
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God's Garden
God looked around his garden
And found an empty space.
He then looked down upon this earth
And saw your tired face.
He put his arms around you
And felt your need to rest.
God's garden must be beautiful,
He only takes the best.
He knows that you are suffering,
He knows you are in pain,
He knows you might never
Get well upon this earth again.
He sees the road is getting rough
And the hills are hard to climb,
So He'll close your weary eyelids
And whisper, "Peace be thine".
It will break my heart to lose you,
But you will not go alone,
For part of me will be with you
The day God calls you home.
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Astrological Chart for Rufus Born January 7, 1986 at 3AM...Passed Away June 8, 1998 at 1PM Lovingly Interpreted by Professional Astrologer, Sandy Hughes at The Aquarian Zone, Written by Cynthia Rice
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"I'll lend you a little puppy dog," God said... " For you to love him as he lives and mourn when he is dead. Perhaps for 12 or 14 years, or only 2 or 3; But will you, 'til I call him back, take care of him for me? He'll bring his charm to gladden you, and if his stay is brief You'll always have his memories as solace for your grief. I cannot promise he will stay, since all from earth return, But there are lessons taught below I want this pup to learn. I've looked the whole world over, in search of teachers true, And from the folks that crowd life's path, I have chosen you. Now will you give him all your love, not think the labor vain, Nor hate me when I come to take my puppy back again?" I fancied I was heard to say "Dear Lord, thy will be done; For all the joys this puppy brings, the risk of grief I'll run. I'll shelter him with tenderness, and love him while I may, And for the love that we will share, forever grateful stay. But if you come to call him back much sooner than I planned, I'll brave the bitter grief that comes, and try to understand. If I have managed, by my love, your wishes to achieve, The memory of the love we share will help me while I grieve. And when when my faithful bundle does depart this world of strife, You'll lend another puppy dog to love for all his life." |

I talk to him when I'm lonesome,
Like I'm sure he understands.
When he looks at me so attentively
And gently licks my hands;
Then he rubs his nose
On my tailored clothes,
But I never say nought therat,
For the good lord knows
I can buy more clothes,
But never a friend like that
W. Dayton Wedgefarth
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Do not stand by my grave and weep I am not there, I do not sleep. I am the thousand winds that blow I am the diamond glint on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. |
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When you awaken in the morning hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circle flight I am the stars that shine at night. Do not stand by my grave and cry I am not there, I did not die. |
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Miss Me...But Let Me Go When I come to the end of the road and the sun has set for me I want no rites in a gloom-filled room. Why cry for a soul set free ? Miss me a little--but not too long and not with your head bowed low. Remember the love we once shared Miss me...but let me go. For this is a journey that we all must take and each must go alone. It's part of the Master's plan a step on the road to home. When you are lonely and sick of heart go with the friends we know and bury your sorrows in doing good deeds. Miss me... but let me go. Author unknown |