A Fallen Limb

A limb has fallen from the family tree
I hear a voice that whispers "Grieve not for me."
Remember the best times, the laughter, the songs.
The good I lived while I was strong.

 Continue my heritage, I am counting on you.
Keep on smiling, the sun will shine through.
My mind is at ease, my soul is at rest.
Remembering all... how I was truely blessed. 

Continue traditions, no matter how small.
Go on with your life, don't stare at the wall. 
I miss you all dearly, so keep up your chin,
Until that fine day, we're together again. 

~Author Unknown

      
  Twenty-third Psalm  

The Lord is my shepherd,
I shall not want;
He makes me lie down in green pastures.
He leads me beside still waters;
He restores my soul.
He leads me in paths of 
righteousness for His name's sake.

Even though I walk through the valley
of the shadow of death,
I fear no evil; for You are with me;
Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me.

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me
all the days of my life; 
and I shall dwell in the house of the
Lord forever.