CLEO COMBAST 3/21/1909 - 12/2/2008
A BRIGHT NEW WORLD
We feel so sad when those we love
Are touched by deaths dark hand,
Bu it would ease our sorrow
If we could but understand
That death is just a gateway
That all men must pass through
And on the other side of death,
In a world that's bright and new,
Our loved ones wait to welcome us
To that land free from tears
Where joy becomes eternal
And time is not counted by years.
by Helen Steiner Rice
Monday, December 03, 2007
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