In Loving Memory of
Laura Ann Kimble
November 5, 1968 - October 19, 2002

You Left On Eagle's Wings

You left on eagles wings
Took flight
No warning, no sign
You left everything behind
Still so much left to do
No time to say goodbye
I held your hand the day you left
My heart is gone, my soul bereft
I see you in my mind
Your image still with me
I see your laugh, your smile
Your brilliant eyes of green without
a trace of guile
This could not have been your time
With youth and beauty on your side
No illness should have stolen you
With so much left for you to do
What of us left behind
How will we learn how to survive
With broken hearts and dreams no more
We live with shadows in our soul
Donít know what this was for

Written by Ann, Laura's mom, 02/05/04





An angel with a broken wing
Too weary now to fly or sing
the memory of you I have kept
while lifted up to heaven, as you slept
the dreamless sleep of souls soon to depart
Leaving me to sorrow, with shattered heart

The angels sang their songs of praise
for this sweet soul that went to share eternal days,
The day you walked through Heaven's door,
Among the angels you did find them waiting,
as they took you home to cry no more

I hear them singing to my soul,
To celebrate your life and once again made whole,
Your rocky road behind you now, no pain to bind you
to this place of broken hearts and broken dreams,
The angels sang the day you died
and when they sang, your mother cried

Written in loving memory of Laura Ann Kimble
11/5/68 - 10/19/02
by Laura's mom, Ann


The Dance of Sorrow

I have danced the sweet and bitter dance
On earth where all has been left to chance
Did anyone know of the pain in my heart?
Did anyone else even care?
A voice within so silently spoke
And told me that He was there

Meeting strangers along the way
As we danced together greeting each new day
A circle of friends now bonded by tears
Each of us suffering for all the lost years
Did anyone else even care?
And the voice within told me that He was there

Round and round the dance went on
With each new day strengthening our bonds
No longer strangers that passed in the night
As we wept bitter tears while holding on tight
Sinking so low while hands reached down
Pulling us back so as not to drown
Did anyone else even care?
And the voice within told me He was there

Dancing the dance to the drumbeat we heard
Sometimes for days not saying a word
Buried in sorrow and sharing our wings
In order to fly above earthly things
Did anyone else even care?
And the voice within told me He was there

We danced and we danced spinning round and round
Sometimes not feeling our feet on the ground
Hearing the music inside of our soul
This mysterious drummer saying don't let go
Quietly whispering of mysterious things
With small glimpses of heaven and the joy that it brings
Giving a hint that someone did care
So great is this King whose bounty we'll share
And blessed with the faith that He'll always be there
Written by Laurasmom (c)
In Memory of Lily, January 2006

I'm Free

Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free
I'm following the path God laid for me.
I took His hand when I heard him call;
I turned my back and left it all.
I could not stay another day,
To laugh, to love, to work or play.
Tasks left undone must stay that way;
I found that place at the close of the day.
If my parting has left a void,
Then fill it with remembered joy.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss;
Ah yes, these things, I too will miss.
Be not burdened with times of sorrow
I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.
My life's been full, I savored much;
Good friends, good times, a loved ones touch.
Perhaps my time seems all too brief;
Don't lengthen it now with undue grief.
Lift up your heart and share with me,
God wanted me now, He set me free.
~ Author unknown

I love this picture with Jesus and the girl. This reminds me so much of Laura and what a lovely memorial graphic to put on her webpage.
Just beautiful. Although this was just like Laura at the end, and I'll never forget with my dying breath what I was forced to witness.
Lord have mercy on my shattered heart



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