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"The Twenty-Third Psalm"

The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.

He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name sake.

Yea, though I walk through the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.

Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all of the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.

"When somebody dies,
a cloud turns into an angel."

When somebody dies, a cloud turns into an angel, and flies up to tell God to put another flower on a pillow.

   A bird gives the message back to the world, and sings a silent prayer that makes the rain cry.

People disappear, but they never really go away.   

The spirits up there put the sun to bed, wake up grass, and spin the earth in dizzy circles.

Sometimes you can see them dancing in a cloud during the day-time, when they're supposed to be sleeping.

They paint the rainbows and also the sunsets and make waves splash and tug at the tide.

They toss shooting stars and listen to wishes.

And when they sing windsongs, they whisper to us, don't miss me too much.

The view is nice and I'm doing just fine.

- Ashley -