My Aunt Ragina's poem as we released my mom's ashes: Where the sun reflects off waterfalls as it cascades to the stream below, Lay your head down while birds sing and let the deer drink the water of your soul. Gentle winds whisperer the trees and you say "Think of me". May you rest in Peace as the past echoes along the trails. Remembering you, we will not fail. We'll see your smile in firefly lights and hear your laughter on rainy nights. And when the hootowl tells you goodnight, a blue bird will wake you at morning light. Rest in peace forever and a day. Rest in peace where your heart sings God gave you life we can give you wings! In loving memory of my cousin and first bestfriend, Sharon Corkhill