On Linden, When The Sun

For There No Yew Nor Cypress Spread Their Glom But Roses Blossom'd Each Rustic Tomb.

Although No Words Can Really Help To Ease The Loss You Bear, Just Know That You Are Very Close In Every Thought And Prayer. To Live In Hearts We Leave Behind Is Not To Die.

One Moment May With Bliss Repay Unnumbered Hours Of Pain.

For Beauty's Tears Are Lovelier Than Her Smile.

Oh, How Hard It Is To Find The One Just Suited To Our Mind!