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A Place To Rest

In Loving Memory of Jared M. Blair

God looked down on your body,
So tired from hanging on,
From a life that was overwhelming you,
And wanted back His son.
So he took away the air you breathe,
And gave you what was best,
A place to be at peace,
A final place to rest

My Lost Hero

Sat, 18 Jun 2005 23:55:36 GMT

My Lost Hero

In Loving Memory Of Jared M. Blair

You came into my life like a burning flame.
That was your true ticket to fame.
Yet your flame has burned out.
It seems as if only I was to pout.
Others have found ways to carry on.
But in my heart I still hold your song.
You were so early to be taken away.
It hurt so much I can't even say.
But even though we have parted, you're still close to me.
Yet all my pain others can't see.
You're the first person I've lost, but I know you won't be the last.
I know I should put these feelings in the past.
It's been years now since I've seen your face.
And my sad feelings move at such a deadly pace.
But every time I look up to the stars,
I know exactly where you are.
You're in my heart.
At least that's a start.
The birds, the bees,
the flowers the trees.
They all remind me.
You watch over me day and night.
But I'm forlorn 'cause you're always out of sight.
I know you hear my prayers.
And my burdens you help bear.
I never could say a decent good bye.
I never will know why.
I guess because I still can't think of you as gone.
Maybe that's how I cope with carrying on.
I guess you could say my feet were never on the ground.
But the thought of your voice would be a beautiful sound.
I still have the rose from your funeral of long ago.
Yet when people say you're gone, I say it isn't so.
My mind is full with thoughts of you.
But the memories I have are of a very few.
Now comes the time when I must let go.
And it pains me so.
But I know you're in a better land.
And now I think I understand.
That God choose to take you by the hand.
And even though that part I can not stand.
I know you're better off in the promise land.

My Lost But Beloved Uncle

Wed, 30 Mar 2005 12:51:42 GMT

In January 2005 my uncle died. of sleep apnoea.He died on January 8th and his funeral was on the 10th. He loved to play paintball and he was always out a lot having fun with his friends. At his funeral so many people were there that it seemed like he had "thousands" of friends. He may not have had "thousands" of friends but he did have a lot of good friends that cared about him. He will be greatly missed by me, his parents, his grandparents, my dad [his brother], his friends, and many other people.