Death leaves an ache no human can heal.

Love leaves memories no one can steal.

Anonymous

They whom we love and lose are no longer

where they were before.

They are now wherever we are.

St. John Chrysostom

Even in our sleep pain which we cannot forget

falls drop by drop upon the heart until, in our

despair, against our will comes wisdom through

the awesome grace of God.

Aeschylus, a poet

Death leaves an ache no human can heal.

Love leaves memories no one can steal.

Anonymous

They whom we love and lose are no longer

where they were before.

They are now wherever we are.

St. John Chrysostom

Even in our sleep pain which we cannot forget

falls drop by drop upon the heart until, in our

despair, against our will comes wisdom through

the awesome grace of God.

Aeschylus, a poet

Death leaves an ache no human can heal.

Love leaves memories no one can steal.

Anonymous

They whom we love and lose are no longer

where they were before.

They are now wherever we are.

St. John Chrysostom

Even in our sleep pain which we cannot forget

falls drop by drop upon the heart until, in our

despair, against our will comes wisdom through

the awesome grace of God.

Aeschylus, a poet