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  1. Jul 30, 2022 · Gone But Not Forgotten—Honor Loved Ones With 100 Celebration of Life Poems Rejoice and remember the moments you shared with these celebration of life poems. Stephanie Osmanski Jul 30,...

  2. Poem About Being Gone But Not Forgotten. I lost my Gran to cancer a few years ago and had to say a few words at her funeral. Cora Dowson was one of a kind, a caring and larger than life character - a blast to be around. It was sad seeing her in so much pain in her final few months, and although I was gutted at her passing, I was glad she wasn't suffering anymore.

  3. Gone, But Not Forgotten Don’t think of her/him as gone away Her/His journey’s just begun, Life holds so many facets This earth is only one. Just think of her/him as resting From the sorrows and the tears In a place of warmth and comfort Where there are no days and years. Think how she/he must be wishing That we could know today How nothing but our sadness

  4. But Not Forgotten I think, no matter where you stray, That I shall go with you a way. Though you may wander sweeter lands, You will not soon forget my hands, Nor yet the way I held my head, Nor all the tremulous things I said. You still will see me, small and white And smiling, in the secret night, And feel my arms about you when

  5. GONE, BUT NOT FORGOTTEN . Gone, but Not Forgotten . Gone, but not forgotten. This pain, I cannot hide. In memory, I see you. A million tears, I've cried. The tender thoughts you left me. Come to my memory. Your loving smile, so special. Will always be with me. You visit me in summer. When flowers are in bloom. Upon a ray of sunshine. A star-lit night in June.

  6. But Not Forgotten Dorothy Parker 1893 (Long Branch) – 1967 (New York City) I think, no matter where you stray, That I shall go with you a way. Though you may wander sweeter lands, You will not soon forget my hands, Nor yet the way I held my head, Nor all the tremulous things I said. You still will see me, small and white

  7. If tears could build a stairwell and memories were a lane, I would walk right up to Heaven and bring you home again. No farewell words were spoken, no time to say good-bye... You were gone before I knew it, and only God knows why. My heart still aches in sadness and secret tears still flow, What it means to lose you no one will ever know.

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