Extra Touches

Why?

"I can never see a bit of lace that I do not
remember a dear old soul whose implicit belief in her Savior
denied the agony that claimed her body."

"I can never see a ring with a tiny diamond that I
do not remember a young man's sobs
as he wept for what might have been."

"I can never see a baby's shoe cast aside
after a day's happy play that I do not remember two small shoes
by the bed of a beautiful boy
whose mother had kissed him good-night
and told him of morning to come."

"I can never see a plucked flower that I do
not remember friends now with God.

"Why do I grieve because of old lace? Why do
I cry because of childish shoes?"

"Why? Because I am human like others."

Anonymous - Written by a Funeral Director one midnight after a week of little sleep but of much service…service to families who suddenly had need of trusted help and understanding.