TravelswithCharie

I see your face Which way I look I see your smile In pages of a book I feel your arms So warm around me I feel your kiss So very tenderly I hear your voice In the whisper of the wind I hear your laugh Warm like a good old friend I dream of you Each night I go to bed I dream of the day When you and I will wed And if this cannot prove How much you mean to me What else will do? But I love you. * * * Happy Valentine's Day!

At the funeral of my dentist (who took good care of my teeth from childhood to my teens and never charged me a centavo), I was struck by this reading during the memorial mass: Love is patient; love is kind. It is not envious nor boastful nor arrogant nor rude. It does not insist on its own way: it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice in evil, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things Love never fails.... And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love. In life as in death, love remains in the hearts of the living and sends the dead happily on his/her way to the next life.