LOVE AFTER DEATH; IT IS FINISHED!!! A true womans heart craves gentleness. It is hurt by bitter words, by coldness, by impatience, by harsh criticisms, by neglect, by the withholding of the expressions of affection. Love craves its daily bread of tenderness. No husband should deny his wife the little things of affection, the amenities of love, along the busy, trying days, and then think to make amends by putting a flower in her cold hand when she lies in the coffin. Will not conscience then whisper loves reproach? You placed this flower in her hand, you say, This pure, pale rose in her hand of clay? Methinks, could she lift her sealed eyes, They would meet your own with a grieved surprise. When did you give her a flower before? Ah, well, what matter, when all is over...you think she needs the flower in death? Please keep it...IT IS FINISHED
Posted on: Sun, 10 Aug 2014 08:59:13 +0000
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