THE ANGELS IN OUR LIFE
KEGAN A. LEE HARRIS


DO NOT STAND AT MY GRAVE AND WEEP

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on the snow.

I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumns rain.

When you awaken in the mornings hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush,
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft star that shines at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry,
for I am not there,
I did not die.

Author Unknown

OUR ANGEL-HIS WINGS LET HIM
VISIT US EACH DAY
For the angel we have lost and loved,
forever and a day
May we always have our dreams of you
and may we know that you are just gone for a short stay.

When our thoughts turn to you
and your special smile.
May we always have our dreams of you
and know that we will see you in a little while.
TO OUR LITTLE HEAVENLY SPIRIT
YOU'RE A SPECIAL LITTLE SPIRIT

Kegan always smiled. He loved the movie The Lion King and he loved to play. Anytime you looked at him you could tell he was happy. I was in labor for 4 and half-hours and when I saw his face I couldn't remember the pain I felt just seconds ago. His brother was happy to see him as well. I can remember Michael always playing with him before I opened my eyes in the morning. He slept right next to my bed and when he awoke hardly ever did he cry.
I feel as though he is always with his brother Michael and Sister Taylor. He watches over them. He will always be my little angel.

Kegan's Mother
Dawn M. Tanquary



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