Recently a good friend that I met on the internet passed away and now it is time for those of us who knew her to say goodbye. I have always believed that there is a better place for us after this life is over and when we cry at funerals it is not because we are sad that they have gone home, it is because we have been left behind to carry on without them.
Come help us celebrate the life of Sharon McCreery!
All who loved Sharon are welcome.
When: May 2, 2009 2:00-4:00pm
Where: 9100 Martin Rd. Roswell,GA
(steep driveway-get ready to walk!)
Refreshments and appetizers will be provided
Please RSVP to Janetta McCreery
(678) 977-2933 or email@example.com
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message She is Dead.
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
She was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
— W.H. Auden
God be with Paul and his family at this time.