For my second Dad on this special day as we celebrate your life through a day of memorial
March 28, 1927 – November 6, 2011
(The following poem was emailed to me. Source and writer is unknown.)
Somewhere a journey begins at the end of the worldly existence we know,
Where a path stretches over the stars and rivers of memories flow …
Somewhere a silence is heard far away and the brightness of day fills the night,
Where the trails of life resolve into peace when a soul finds its way to the light.
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