Pray For My Aunt, Uncle And Cousin

[Rev Kuespert]

Please keep my uncle and aunt and cousin in your prayers. I had one uncle die and my cousin's son die in the fire. My other uncle is in a coma with burns over 45% of his body. Here is the link to the story.

Boy,Grandson die in house fire

Thank you

[SilverRose]

((((((HUGS))))))

[simcha]

My prayers are for your family and for you as well.

[JimBob]

My strength and energy to all involved.

And my wishes for the best.

Peace & Love!

[Theresa]

Remember that we love you.

I told Muriel about it, I hope you don't mind, we both have you in our prayers.

Theresa

[emalpaiz]

I have put your family in my prayers. OM Peace Amen!

Hermano Luis

[Rev-Phoenix]

Little bird! O little bird!

I wonder at what thou doest,

Thou singing merry far from me,

I in sadness all alone!

Little bird! O little bird!

I wonder at how thou art

Thou high on the tips of branching boughs,

I on the ground a-creeping!

Little bird! O little bird!

Thou art music far away,

Like the tender croon of the mother loved

In the kindly sleep of death.

- Celtic prayer

[Rev Ed]

They are in my prayers as are you and the rest of the family.

[remove]

May you and your aunt have stregnth and may your uncle be blessed.

[Theresa]

Stolen Child

by William Butler Yeats

Where dips the rocky highland

Of Sleuth Wood in the lake,

There lies a leafy island

Where flapping herons wake

The drowsy water rats;

There we've hid our faery vats,

Full of berrys

And of reddest stolen cherries.

Come away, O human child!

To the waters and the wild

With a faery, hand in hand,

For the world's more full of weeping

than you can understand.

Where the wave of moonlight glosses

The dim gray sands with light,

Far off by furthest Rosses

We foot it all the night,

Weaving olden dances

Mingling hands and mingling glances

Till the moon has taken flight;

To and fro we leap

And chase the frothy bubbles,

While the world is full of troubles

And anxious in its sleep.

Come away, O human child!

To the waters and the wild

With a faery, hand in hand,

For the world's more full of weeping

than you can understand.

Where the wandering water gushes

From the hills above Glen-Car,

In pools among the rushes

That scare could bathe a star,

We seek for slumbering trout

And whispering in their ears

Give them unquiet dreams;

Leaning softly out

From ferns that drop their tears

Over the young streams.

Come away, O human child!

To the waters and the wild

With a faery, hand in hand,

For the world's more full of weeping

than you can understand.

Away with us he's going,

The solemn-eyed:

He'll hear no more the lowing

Of the calves on the warm hillside

Or the kettle on the hob

Sing peace into his breast,

Or see the brown mice bob

Round and round the oatmeal chest.

For he comes, the human child,

To the waters and the wild

With a faery, hand in hand,

For the world's more full of weeping

than he can understand.

[trader135]

i will prayer for all you god bless you all

[Bluecat]

May the dead find peace and the survivors find healing and comfort.

You are all in our thoughts.

[C.Harlan]

my prayers are with you