Transcendental Sonnet #1258:
Come Remind Me

Silke crossed over on my mother's birthday: 24 January~*

She said she would pull books down from the shelf
A sort of imp a fairy or an elf

That after she passed we would meet at last
I wish that we could I wish that she would
At least do things like Grandpa used to do
Before he settled down after a few
Unmistakable manifestations

He and Grandma have accommodations
Now together so he cares not whether
The window is locked the chimney is blocked
Or any of that sort of commonday
Detail from day to day but is away

Yet I hope Silke will come remind me
That the past is beside not behind me

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMV

I am really sorry to hear that Steven as well as sorry for not being around lately. Silkes memory and love will live on as she does. There is not much I can say, but that Jesus does know and that He is with and loves you, as do many others. Thank you for your kindness and friendship, I will be praying for you..

Jameson

Jameson, she found her faith again, in the end; that comforts me.

She thought very highly of you, as do I, my friend.

hello steve, sorry to hear about silke, she was a lovely person.

I am so sorry to read this tonight Steven. So very sorry and shocked. I really can't find the words to express what i want to say. Silke, continues to shine as the brightest star in the sky.


Ange x