You will find me in the fragrance
Of April’s sweet perfume
Drifting through the clover
On a sultry day in June.

 An August day will find me
Upon the summer breeze
On the distant sound of the thunder
In the gently swaying trees.

 In the golden fields of harvest
Is where I can be found.
As autumn time approaches
And leaves comes tumbling down

 In the wintertime when days are short
And chill is in the air
Just look into a moonlit night
You’ll find me lingering there.

 When the setting sun has gone away
And shadows fill the night
When the cloak of darkness lifts its veil
I’ll be your morning light.

 So when you feel discouraged
Get on your knees and pray
You’ll feel me there beside you
I’m just a breath away.

 Author/Written By:

Marilyn Ferguson

©2003

Friendship is a priceless gift
That can't be bought or sold,
But its value is far greater
Than a mountain made of gold.
For gold is cold and lifeless,
It cannot see nor hear,
And in your times of trouble,
It is powerless to cheer.

It has no ears to listen,
No heart to understand.
It cannot bring you comfort
Or reach out a helping hand.

So when you ask God for a gift,
Be thankful that he sends,
Not diamonds, pearls, or riches,
But the love of a real, true friend.

Thank You Lord for the Gift of Diane
May you hold her in You're loving arms
comfort and keep her.
Till We Meet Again!

Diane Abrahamson's Obituary

Amazing Grace/ Soundtrack from "Braveheart"