Dedicated to my brother Charles William Kline, Sr.

Light a Candle

Light a candle for those we mourn.

Into a new life they will be born.

Do not look for them at the gravesite.

They are somewhere else radiating their beautiful light.

They have gone to a new world where there is no darkness, no pain.

Their light and essence will always remain.

Light a candle for those who have left this mortal place.

They are free to travel through time and space.

When we think of them, they are near.

When we sit in a beautiful garden. Their voices we hear.

When we listen to a divine symphony,

We close our eyes, their faces we see.

Light a candle for they have not really gone.

With each flickering flame, in your hearts they will always belong

Love you

Your Sister Ann Overbey

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DADDY'S LITTLE GIRL

If I had my life to do over,
I’d have chosen you to be my dad
Once more,
Even if it meant losing you again,
Its worth all the tears in the world
You were my sunshine when skies were gray.
I loved you and honored you;
You took all my tears away.
I was happy to be with you,
Proud to be your little girl.
Sometimes we would argue
But to me you meant the world.
Your Love was always pure;
You treated me as your own.
Your time seemed too short and
I feel so alone.
What can I take from this?
My heart is completely crushed.
But nothing loved is ever lost-
And you are loved so much

IN MEMORY OF CHARLES W.KLINE SR.
MARCH 11, 1971 – MARCH 11, 2004

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