Remembering A Beautiful Life
William Gene Taylor
William Gene Taylor
July 11, 1945 - July 1, 2006
Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there, I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning hush, I am the swift, uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight, I am the stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there, I did not die.
In honor of my father, who passed away a year ago today, we dedicate this page to his memory, his unwavering love, his incredible courage and mostly for all of his invaluable gifts.
In honor of my father, who passed away a year ago today, we dedicate this page to his memory, his unwavering love, his incredible courage and mostly for all of his invaluable gifts.
With love always.
3 comments:
I didnt know your pop, but I bet he was one hell of a guy.
We are sorry for your loss
That was a great sentiment! He was a really nice man - I remembered meeting him at the wedding. I like your whole family - they are wonderful people!
We never met your father MElinda, but her really sounds like a sweet, loving and gentle man. I wish we had been blessed by knowing him.
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