John J. Duncan Memorial

John is survived by his loving wife ~ Cathy,
and his precious daughters ~ Carley, Katie & Kelly Marie.
and by his brother Billy, and best friend Harry.
He leaves behind many friends whom he met on the Internet,
all of whom miss him dearly.

When your time comes to die
Be not like those whose hearts are
filled with fear of death
so that when their time comes
they weep and pray for a little more time
to live their lives over again in a different way
SING YOUR DEATH SONG
AND DIE LIKE A HERO GOING HOME
~Tecumseh~

Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there, I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow;
I am the diamond glints on snow.

I am the sunlight on ripened grain;
I am the gentle autumn's rain.

When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush;
of quiet birds in circled flight.

I am the soft star that shines at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there; I did not die.

~ Author Unknown ~

This morning I found an angel, one I didn't know I had
A very special one, who gave me hope I didn't have
He told me of uncertain things that we do not control
To do what I had to do and to thine own self be true

Today I thank God for this special angel he sent
To make me see that all things aren't forever
He gave me strength to do what I have to do
Promised he'd be there if ever I would need

He made me feel I was special, even though I don't see
The things that are good in me, that other people know
To comfort me when things are bad and lend a helping heart
For angels are a special thing that know when you need help

So for this special angel, I give you a piece of my heart
That you may feel the joy that you gave to me
May your kindness be rewarded for the many things you do
For you are a special friend and a loving angel too.

~ SilentFeather ©8/24/2003 ~

Did you ever see a sunset stretch across the starry skies
And wish those wondrous colors were reflected in my eyes?
Did you ever wonder about this, when the night came closing in,
If that same moon you're looking at was shining on your friend?

Did you ever stop and think, no matter where you are,
I just might be gazing up at that self-same star?
Do you know that gentle breeze that cools your fevered brow,
Could be dancing in my hair, or touching me somehow?

And if I sent a kiss to you, carried on the wind,
It might reach you, take one too, and bring it back again.
And if you see a shooting star across the heavens glide,
My mouth might form an " Oh, how grand! " as if standing by your side.

So when you close your eyes tonight, and the darkness does descend,
That same night wraps around me, too, until I wake again.
That morning sunrise that you see, so glorious and pink,
My eyes are looking at it, too, it makes me stop and think,

No matter what the distance, it matters not how far,
We can always find each other in the morning star.
And when the time has come and our friendship is at the end,
I will stop and thank the Lord for the time you were my friend.