Dwayne Simpson Dyer

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...

Dwayne was a great friend of mine. I am sorry to here of his passing. Draw strenght in the Lord in these trying days ahead. May God bless the family.

Dwayne and Robert, I am so sorry about your dad. Please know that your family is in my hearts and prayers.

I am so sorry to hear of Dwayne's passing. God be with you all in this sad time.

As the days and weeks pass, and as you return to life's routine, may you continue to feel comforted by the love and support of family and friends.