The pretty Holey domestic misplaced their Patriarch this day. This poem introduced me relief while my father died. God's peace to you Richard Holey. My son is part of your loving legacy. I'm so grateful for that. We like you.
Don't Stand By way of My Grave And Weep
Via Mary Elizabeth Frye...
The unique poem turned into written in 1932 through Mary Elizabeth Frye (1905-2004) from Baltimore, MD. There are in lifestyles many relatively different… famous poems about family