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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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​Music, when soft voice die,
Vibrates in the memory;
Odours, when sweet violets sicken,
Live within the sense they quicken.
 
Rose leaves, when the rose is dead,
Are heap’d for the beloved’s bed;
And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone,
Love itself shall slumber on.
 
Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792 – 1822)
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