angel dancing, the dance of life that was, and life that will be. Missing a
loved one from you life changes the life we have felt, and wish to return to.
But so many changes in our life makes it a dance we may not repeat, but one we
will never regret having danced. We share with others the story of our dance,
and look forward to the new steps we take. The dance of -life was meant to be
shared. It is not easy to dance alone until you can feel at ease enough to learn
the new steps.
the petals failing from a basket, our loved ones make up more than one flower
in time. Each one is unforgettable, each one is unique, for without them in our
lives, we would not have the beauty that is ours to remember. Always remembered
with love we share the delicate fragrance of the memory, the memory of the
beauty. The pain is a thorn attached to the memory of the Rose. Always there,
and will prick you if you touch it, but the memory is still sweet.