[heeneyfan]

I read this poem and I honestly felt that Brian was talking to me. I wanted to share this with everyone in hopes that you will have to same feeling of comfort that I did. Please take a moment today to remember the Wild Child on his birthday. We all love you Brian!

~HeeneyFan

Death is Nothing at All

Death is nothing at all.
I have only slipped away to the next room.
I am I and you are you.
Whatever we were to each other,
That, we still are.

Call me by my old familiar name.
Speak to me in the easy way
which you always used.
Put no difference into your tone.
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.

Laugh as we always laughed
at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me. Pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word
that it always was.
Let it be spoken without effect.
Without the trace of a shadow on it.

Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same that it ever was.
There is absolute unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind
because I am out of sight?

I am but waiting for you.
For an interval.
Somewhere. Very near.
Just around the corner.

All is well.

[gud_nawty]

This poem is wonderful and a great comfort to many.
Angie Sweet

[modfan]

We are trying to put on some pictures of the tree and his car but don't know how we need HELP

Thanks
Aaron

[Mrs. T2]

Happy Birthday Wild Child
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[levisdaddy]

wow what a great poem. well its another year, so i wish everyone well with the racing season. i am hoping to be able make it to some of the races this year. i know i will be there around aug. 18th, whatever day fri. falls on this year to remember the night that all of you gave to my little boy last year... thank you all for that again.. hope to see you all and good luck.... randy