Forgive them My Son, for CPS are Evil.

Celebration of the Life of Amy Brown
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 glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die!
January 27, 2012 at 5:11 pm
Hey rick, its Brittanie, keenans old friend I hope you remember me, Keenan used to hangout at my house all the time and I rode with you to Greenville to see Keenan with you and Amy, well I miss you guys, contact me or email me I’d love to talk to Keenan, hope he’s doing OK
February 25, 2012 at 1:48 pm
whats the email
August 8, 2024 at 2:50 am
Of course I remember you! We’ll never forget you! You were one of the last to see Amy!!!
August 8, 2024 at 2:52 am
So sorry it took me this long to reply. Contact me on FB.