Joseph P. Killen

May the road rise to meet you. May the wind be always at your back. May the sunshine warm your face, the rain fall soft upon your fields.

And until we meet again, may God hold you in the palm of His hand

~Amen

Grieve Not

Grieve not… nor speak of me with tears, but laugh and talk of me as though I were beside you. I loved you so… 'twas Heaven here with you.