Virgil Elton Small

Do Not Stand at My Grave and
Weep.

In those quiet moments in the still of the night
Remember to rejoice and celebrate life.
Do not think of me gone 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 sunlight 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 shine...

Grandpa was a great caring man who let me live with him while i was pregant with his great grandaughter Kayla, He was always caring and kind, he enjoyed getting out to come to Kaylas birthday partys We had a great time when Kaylas dad pick kayla up from schhool in a limo and grandpa got to go with us, Lucky for me and kayla She got to know and spend alot of time with him,
He will be missed
Karrina, Kayla
Miller

How many neighbors mow your lawn without you even asking? Not too many, but that was Mr. Small. He was "a cut above the rest." I remember waking up on more than one morning and he was out there without being asked and without asking. He saw a need and he helped. Mr. Small was a good man. He was truly a neighbor to us.
God Bless.