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Joshua Derold Huckabay
March 18, 1985 - February 11,2000
Son Of Rhonda Cashel
Brother Of Amanda Huckabay
stepSon of Mitch Cashel
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Some
days I soar with angels
With love I can be found
When I hear your whisper
My heart unleashed be bound
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Travel
sky to meet you
No matter where you are
Touch your soul with beauty
I'm never really far
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Wings
to hold you carefully
When you feel alone
Special breeze to let you know
I enter your heart's throne
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You
carry me so carefully
I give you joy within
Hold you in a loving way
My special peace begins
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Feel
my wings enfold you
Wrapped so warm and tight
Need me for a moment
Just to give some light
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I
am with you always
Look up in the sky
See a group of angels
With wings to you I fly
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Giving you my special gift
I cover you with gown
With these wings I offer
The love of heaven's crown
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POETRY
The wonderful poem is by Francine
Pucillo
and used with her permission.
©2000
POETRY-EMOTION
 
You can visit Josh's other website by clicking on his home page
Josh's Website
I Hear Each Tear Fall On Her Face
My Mom doesn't know I'm watching her
but I'm watching her just the same.
And I hear each tear fall on her face
at the very mention of my name.
She says it sounds like music to her ears
and can be heard over a crowd.
Oh, I hear each tear fall on her face
when my name is said aloud.
I watch her stumble through each day
as she wishes the day would end.
And I hear each tear fall on her face
as she talks of me to her friends.
But there are few who truly understand.
Oh this I've heard her proclaim.
And I hear each tear fall on her face.
Will my Mom ever be the same?
I know that her smiles light up a sky.
But I don't see that smile today.
Oh, but I hear each tear fall on her face.
Her blue skies have turned to gray.
Oh I send to her my warmest hug
with the rays of the morning sun.
Then, I won't hear a tear fall on her face.
For I shall erase them one by one.
Yes, my Mom doesn't know I'm watching her.
But I'm watching her just the same.
And if I hear a tear fall on her face
I'll just softly whisper her name!
Author Kaye Des'Ormeaux ©2001
All Rights Reserved
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