Where Do They Go?

(I just wanted to share this with all of you)

Where do they go to, the people who leave?
Are they around us, in the cool evening breeze?
Do they still hear us, and watch us each day?
I'd like you to think of them with us that way.

Where do they go to, when no longer here?
I think that they stay with us, calming our fear
Loving us always, holding our hands
Walking beside us, on grass or on sand.

Where do they go to, well it's my belief
They watch us and help us to cope with our grief
They comfort and stay with us, through each of our days
Guiding us always through life's mortal maze.

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Permalink Reply by judy on June 25, 2010 at 5:36am

I think, Hurting, you are right.

Permalink Reply by Hurting on June 25, 2010 at 6:19pm

No, I don't think that you are insane. The voice that you hear back is your husband's. You are one of the lucky once that can still communicate. Me and my children we go hunting through every family recording just to hear him.

Dixie Olson said:

Hurting: This is a beautifull message, thank you for posting it. I talk to my husband and a voice talks back, Am I insance? Ive asked myself that, but if being insane its what gets me thru then Ill just admitt it im crazy

Permalink Reply by Beverly N Johnson on July 14, 2010 at 10:17am

Hurting said:

No, I don't think that you are insane. The voice that you hear back is your husband's. You are one of the lucky once that can still communicate. Me and my children we go hunting through every family recording just to hear him.

Dixie Olson said:

Permalink Reply by Beverly N Johnson on July 14, 2010 at 10:18am

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