Tag Archives: Beautiful Child

Whispered Words

Whispered Wordsby Michael DoyleYour whispered words,I questioned why.When I listened closely,They sounded like goodbye.You hardly had time to live,Let alone time to die.At your graveside,All I could do was wonder why.In my eyes,You had been such a beautiful child.I say … Continue reading

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Living Memories of A Man Taking the Name of Chip Takacs

May you rest in peace, Mr. Michael Robert Taska!  Heaven has gained a mischieveous, wonderfully humored, good hearted musician for it’s honor guard band. While you walked among us, you made so many smile with happiness. Always so ready with … Continue reading

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