This page is dedicated to all those
who are helping others.
We all have a special place in life and
a
special purpose.
The time will be demanding,
And the pay is not too good
And yet I wouldn't change it
for a moment -- even if I could
There is a special place in life,
A goal I must attain,
A dream that I must follow,
Because I won't be back again.
There is a mark that I must leave,
However small it seems to be,
A legacy of love for those
Who follow after me
There is a special place in life,
That only I may share,
A little path that bears my name,
Awaiting me somewhere.
There is a hand that I must hold,
A word that I must say,
A smile that I must give
For there are tears to blow away.
There is a special place in life
that I was meant to fill.
A sunny spot where flowers grow,
upon a windy hill.
There's always a tomorrow and the
best is yet to be,
And somewhere in this world,
I know there is a place for me.
Kathy Cavert
Passed away Feb. 8, 2000
Kathy Cavert was the founder of the Midwest Lyme Disease
Association and publisher of LymeAide, a publication devoted
to helping victims of Lyme disease. Kathy worked tirelessly
helping thousands of victims with Lyme disease. She received
countless calls from people needing help and she was always
there for them answering their questions and mailing them
information. Every caller received information from deep inside
her heart. She cared deeply about helping people and wanted
to further the understanding of the seriousness of Lyme disease.
Kathy Cavert had been suffering from late Lyme disease
for many years. Sunday night she entered the hospital
emergency room fighting severe pain. On Monday,
February 7, her condition declined and she became
delirious. She was placed on a ventilator and then
slipped into unconciousness today, February 8. Kathy Cavert
passed away with her fiance, John, at her side. Kathy was 51 years young.
Angels Hugging Angels
Have you ever found a friend that just touches you deep inside
You feel a special bond that you simply cannot hide
You give them a piece of your heart, a view of what you are
Sometimes they live close to you, sometimes they live too far.
It really doesn't matter, you were friends from the start
Soon you realize their memory is a piece of your heart
You feel like they're an angel, placed here just for you
You are always amazed at the sweet things that they do.
You don't have to see them or talk to them every day
To know that God has sent them in His own special way
How else could you explain, this friendship and deep love
It must be an angel, sent from heaven above.
How can you love someone you've never really seen
The question you may ask, Is this just a dream?
Soon you realize, your feelings are quite sincere
Your friendship will continue year after year.
Funny when you talk you both seem to disagree
I think you're the angel and you think it is me
When you really look at it, you have to smile and say
The touching of our souls has taken place again today.
Tonight as I said my prayers, I prayed for my friend
I could not hardly wait until we talked once again
For God showed me the answer, it was really quite simple
A soul never sees a face, it would not recognize a dimple.
The feeling of love one feels for another friend
The feeling of wanting to be with each other again
Is the inner joy, that God places there
The love one feels on top of heaven's stairs.
So if you are lucky and you have found such a friend
Remember it is God, who lives deep within
It is God's wishes, to one day look to see
Angels Hugging Angels, perhaps it's you and me.
~© Joynheart~
Poetry by Joynheart
