May perpetual light shine upon the faces of all who rest here
May the lives they lived unfold further in spirit
May the remembering earth mind every memory they brought
May the rains from the heavens fall gently upon them
May the wildflowers and grasses whisper their wishes into the light.
May we reverence the village of presence in the stillness of this silent field.
-John O'Donohue
I miss you, papa.
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