Loved ones snatched away with no explanation,
no closure, no words of love said before the end...
Only a memorial to who once was... a sad part of life...
I have seen these memorials everywhere... along freeways,
roadsides, a sad testament to who once was...
I'm assuming that you are talking about someone whose life had been taken away by stranger, and the family did not have a closure yet. Too sad indeed! ... but you are a wonderful person who would remember her and pay tribute and memorial to you. You are very kind!
Time is a great healer. Sucks big time to loose a loved one. Rachel smiles at you from heaven Regis. May her gentle soul rest in eternal peace. Hugs
Mary
Your words are a memorial for so many. It's easy to forget when the news moves on to the next event but family and friends never forget. Very good poem!
Reg,
I am so touched by your tribute poem!
I know how this is to see a sign of a loss everytime you go somewhere. On my way to work, I see the sign in memory of my daughter's boyfriend that died at age 34. He was a police officer and a bridge is named after him...I always get teary eyed when I drive over this bridge every morning on the way to work.
Peace, love and light,
Amber
Here in the big city, we have a body dumped almost every day. Most people think that in pristine rural places that kind of thing doesn't happen, but well remembering my hometown, a little out-of-the-way place, there was much more crime going on than here in the big city.
I certainly do hope that Rachel's family will have closure someday when the culprit(s) are found. This kind of thing should never happen where children lose their parents and spend their lifetime wondering why. Thanks for the immortalizing memorial poem.
I have seen these type of memorials all over down this way...usually it is placed where some idiot of a drunk driver runs into a big tree and wrecks his car and himself in the process...
Rachel will NEVER be forgotten as you ride around every time u go on a bike ride...she and you will own that mountain of urs forever...-e-
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no closure, no words of love said before the end...
Only a memorial to who once was... a sad part of life...
I have seen these memorials everywhere... along freeways,
roadsides, a sad testament to who once was...
Thank you for this meaningful tribute to Rachel
Love and Light,
Lily
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I am so touched by your tribute poem!
I know how this is to see a sign of a loss everytime you go somewhere. On my way to work, I see the sign in memory of my daughter's boyfriend that died at age 34. He was a police officer and a bridge is named after him...I always get teary eyed when I drive over this bridge every morning on the way to work.
Peace, love and light,
Amber
I certainly do hope that Rachel's family will have closure someday when the culprit(s) are found. This kind of thing should never happen where children lose their parents and spend their lifetime wondering why. Thanks for the immortalizing memorial poem.
Ron
Love ya!
Jane
Rachel will NEVER be forgotten as you ride around every time u go on a bike ride...she and you will own that mountain of urs forever...-e-
A beautiful memorial to a person who became a victim to an all too often sadly repeated occurrence.
Stephen Pollard
God Bless You my friend...
John Michael
Slowly fades"
Yet some close friends they'll always remember...!
Chip Bergeron