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To: goldworldnet who wrote (1)	2/26/2015 3:24:39 PM
From: Glenn Petersen	1 Recommendation Recommended By goldworldnet Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 110

Josh, I am sorry to hear of your loss. My prayers go out to you and your family.

To: goldworldnet who wrote (1)	2/26/2015 4:58:51 PM
From: Carolyn	1 Recommendation Recommended By goldworldnet Respond to of 110

I am sorry to hear this, Josh. It is so painful to lose a parent.

To: goldworldnet who wrote (1)	2/26/2015 5:00:52 PM
From: Bill	1 Recommendation Recommended By goldworldnet Respond to of 110

I'm sorry Josh. You have my condolences. Bill

To: goldworldnet who wrote (1)	2/26/2015 5:24:48 PM
From: Bob	1 Recommendation Recommended By goldworldnet Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 110

Josh, In the coming days, treasure all the childhood memories, reflect back on those wonderful adventures with your father. Best Regards, Bob

To: goldworldnet who wrote (1)	2/26/2015 5:42:36 PM
From: Stan	1 Recommendation Recommended By goldworldnet Respond to of 110

I'm sorry to hear your dad has passed. God's comfort for you and those of his who remain.

To: goldworldnet who wrote (1)	2/26/2015 6:00:52 PM
From: Alan Smithee	1 Recommendation Recommended By goldworldnet Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 110

Josh, I'm sorry to hear this. My condolences to you and your family.

To: goldworldnet who wrote (1)	2/27/2015 2:25:28 PM
From: Neeka	2 Recommendations Recommended By Augustus Gloop goldworldnet Respond to of 110

Very sorry for your loss Josh. My Dad passed at the age of 67 in 1995, and although the pain of losing him has diminished over time, I miss him very much and treasure his memory. I wish the same for you. M

To: goldworldnet who wrote (1)	2/27/2015 8:29:54 PM
From: Augustus Gloop	1 Recommendation Recommended By goldworldnet Respond to of 110

I'm sorry, brother. You will see them on the other side! Maybe not your style but the words are great..... youtube.com I think of my dad when I hear this

To: goldworldnet who wrote (1)	2/27/2015 8:36:20 PM
From: Oblivious	2 Recommendations Recommended By Augustus Gloop goldworldnet Respond to of 110

I am extremely sorry for your loss! RIP!

To: goldworldnet who wrote (1)	3/2/2015 1:50:45 AM
From: ManyMoose	2 Recommendations Recommended By Augustus Gloop goldworldnet Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 110

Oh Josh, I'm so sorry. May God give you peace.

To: goldworldnet who wrote (1)	4/5/2015 3:36:12 AM
From: goldworldnet	112 Recommendations Recommended By 22jt abuelita Alan Smithee Alex Molnar altair19 and 107 more members Read Replies (12) \| Respond to of 110

Joyce Wright (1954-2004) The Winter Rose (1989) (Josh Wright) There is the legend of the winter rose, A flower that grows from the driven snow. A blossom of winter with a fragrance so sweet, That who ever should behold it would never sleep. Deep from my slumber on a winter's night I awoke with the vision of this flower's delight. Its bright glistening red petals each covered in ice Danced full of moonbeams and was worth any price. I was shaken, I stirred, I took hold of my heart. I put on my clothes and went into the dark. On through the drifts and the icy plains I searched for this flower, seemingly in vain. Across the still valleys to the mountains most high I was determined to search to the day I did die. Though weary and tired, still continuing to believe The search would continue as long as I did breathe. My limbs were frozen and frostbitten with pain, Not knowing of hope or what I might gain. My movements were slowing, my life slipping away I knelt down to god and to god I did pray. That as the creator of both heaven and earth Who knew of my life, before my own birth. Why was I then woken from my deep sleep To cry out in pain with the gnashing of teeth With a burden so great my heart could not bear The time till my death, and the flower not there? And as I knelt there all crusted in ice, God told me then that there wasn't a price. That no man on earth, nor any beast Could seek on his own and ever find peace. And who so ever chose to follow his own way Would reap not reward on the great day. And verily the fine flower for which you do seek Is not in any valley, nor on any peak. For your Red Rose is here in my hand, Seek after me and follow my plan. Then there was quiet and all became still And the needs of my heart I could not fill. The word I had heard, the words He had spoken, Had mended my heart, a heart that was broken. * * *