" Midge " Dec. 8 1983 ----- Dec. 9 1998
Sealpoint Siamese
To my darling Midge -
I talk to you everyday I feel your spirit with me.
Words can never express how sad I feel when I recall
our last moments together but I know the love we
shared is still as strong as ever.
I will always love you.
Jayne
"Dear Friend"
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 sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentale autumn rain.
When you awaken int he mornings 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.
anon.
| Midge |
| Jayne |