Patricia
She was PJ to her friends….
…a beautiful soul…
…I have no words to express…
…how much I will miss talking with you…
…how much I will miss laughing with you…sometimes until we cried.
There are no words…only tears for now.
They will be replaced with laughter and smiles…memories of things we said…things we did…memories.
I will miss you forever my friend.
Patricia Jean Floyd
November 9, 1952 – August 20, 2011
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 Diamond glints on snow
I am the sunlight on ripened grain
I am the gentle Autumn rain When you awaken in the morning’s 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 Mary Elizabeth Frye
4 Comments
Gina
Oh Debbie,
It makes me sad to read this post. Although I don’t know your friend she looks so vibrant and healthy in the photo. Some deaths just don’t make sense.
Thinking of you,
Gina
Magikal Folk
Thank you Gina. It was sudden….I think we are still in shock.
Penny
I’m sorry for you loss sweetie :(. Hugs
Magikal Folk
Thanks Penny