In memory of my Grand father
"They that love beyond the world can not be seperated by it. Death cannot kill what never dies. Nor can spirits ever be divided, that love an live in the same principle; the root and record of their friendship. If absence be not death, neither is theirs.
Death is but the crossing the world, as friends do the seas; they live in one another still.
For they must needs be present, that love and live in that which is omnipresent. In this divine glass they see face to face; and their converse is free."
In memory of Roy P. Cheever. (I found it gramps.)
Death is but the crossing the world, as friends do the seas; they live in one another still.
For they must needs be present, that love and live in that which is omnipresent. In this divine glass they see face to face; and their converse is free."
In memory of Roy P. Cheever. (I found it gramps.)