Antonio Cirincione

When I am dead, my dearest

When I am dead, my dearest,
Sing no sad songs for me;
Plant thou no roses at my head,
Nor shady cypress tree:
Be the green grass above me
With showers and dewdrops wet;
And if thou wilt, remember,
And if thou wilt, forget.

I shall not see the shadows,
I shall not feel the rain;
I shall not hear the nightingale
Sing on, as if in pain:
And dreaming through the twilight
That doth not rise nor set,
Haply I may...

My heart reaches out to Anna and her family. My prayers are with you that the spirit touches you with the knowledge that Tony is at peace. He has now joined his son, siblings and parents as he sits with the Lord in Heaven where the pain is gone and serenity abounds. May God bless you all!

May God bless you and your family in this time of sorrow. May your memories bring you comfort. My prayers are with you & your family.
Marybeth Gramiak

Dear Joe,
So sorry to learn of the passing of your father. My prayers to you and your family at this time of sorrow and in the days ahead. Stay strong.
Sincerely,
Joyce Pryor