Lake George
Back home in Indiana
Can we go home again? Maybe just for a moment...............
If you are ever going to love me, Love me now while I can know The sweet and tender feelings Which from true affection flow. Love me now while I am living. Do not wait until I am gone And then have it chiseled in marble Sweet words on ice-cold stone. If you have tender thoughts of me Please tell me now. If you wait until I am sleeping Never will be death between us And I won't hear you then. So if you love me, even a little bit Let me know while I am living So that I can treasure it
Please look on quilt page #4 and # 12
Let us remember that death is not the end,
but the beginning. As the sun sets in our
world, the sun is just rising for others.
Original composition by Margi Harrell ©2001
Used with permission
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Written by my friend Sharon at the death of Puddin
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