Arneda D. Napier Brown Campbell

To a beautiful and wonderful cousin who I will deeply miss. Even though we haven't talked for years, your passing made me realize how imperative it is for family members to stay in touch.

Sometimes we get so caught up in things that are going on in our lives, that we put on hold relationships that are very important and dear to us.

May God bless your husband, children, sisters and the rest of family and close friends through these difficult times.

Looking...

Music, when soft voices die

Music, when soft voices die,
Vibrates in the memory—
Odours, when sweet violets sicken,
Live within the sense they quicken.

Rose leaves, when the rose is dead,
Are heaped for the beloved's bed;
And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone,
Love itself shall slumber on.

By Percy Bysshe Shelley
The Poetry Foundation