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  • Eulogy and Tributes
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      • A Reflection on a Autumn day
      • God looked around his Garden (God's Garden)
      • I'll be there
      • Is there another world for this frail dust
      • Music when soft voice die
      • Not in Vain Emily Dickinson
      • There's a door that never closes
      • When I Come to the end of my journey
      • You gave no one a last farewell
      • You left quietly without a fuss
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  • Eulogy and Tributes
    • Poems I >
      • A Reflection on a Autumn day
      • God looked around his Garden (God's Garden)
      • I'll be there
      • Is there another world for this frail dust
      • Music when soft voice die
      • Not in Vain Emily Dickinson
      • There's a door that never closes
      • When I Come to the end of my journey
      • You gave no one a last farewell
      • You left quietly without a fuss
  • Non-Religious Funeral Service
  • New Page
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I'll be there
I’ve come to the end of life’s busy road
I’ve put down the burden, I’ve cast off my load.
My spirit is free, my soul has wings
I’ll pour from the throat of a bird that sings.

I’ll ride on the wind, I’ll float on the clouds
I’ll twinkle with stars in night’s velvet shroud.

I’ll shine with the sun as it circles the earth
I’ll be there at dawn when the new day gives birth.

I’ll be with the snow fluttering down
Silently, softly, nature’s crown.
I’ll be in the rain as it falls on the earth
Cleansing, refreshing, priceless worth.
I’ll ride on the ether, silent and free
A world of my own, please don’t cry for me.  
Maude Hurford, Guernsey Poet
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