May God bless you and your...
For Jasmine's family...words cannot express how sorry I am for you. But know that she will always be right there with you, her spirit will live on in each of you.
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 sun on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning's hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that...
Susan Jones
December 05, 2007 | Staten Island, NY


