Tonight on the news I saw yet another story about that dear little 11-year-old girl who was kidnapped and killed. I thought of her. I thought of the 77-year-old woman who was kidnapped and killed in our area last week. I thought of the little Guatamalen girl who had surgery to remove the second head that had grown on her during gestation and who died this morning. I thought of my dad and his suicide last February, my uncles who died of Alzheimer's, my aunt who died last month of old age. I've got candles lit in my house for them and for all others who deserve to be remembered. May they find peace and happiness wherever they are.
Want to join me? Light a candle to remember those who are gone but not forgotten.
Made me think of this CCR song. It means more if you've heard it. Hope you don't mind me putting it here.
Put a candle in the window, ?cause I feel I?ve got to move. Though I?m going, going, I?ll be coming home soon, ?long as I can see the light.
Pack my bag and let?s get movin?, ?cause I?m bound to drift a while. When I?m gone, gone, you don?t have to worry long, ?long as I can see the light.
Guess I?ve got that old trav?lin? bone, ?cause this feelin? won?t leave me alone. But I won?t, won?t be losin? my way, no, no ?long as I can see the light.
Yeah! yeah! yeah! oh, yeah!
Put a candle in the window, ?cause I feel I?ve got to move. Though I?m going, going, I?ll be coming home soon, Long as I can see the light. Long as I can see the light. Long as I can see the light. Long as I can see the light. Long as I can see the light.
For my sister, my grandmother and grandfather. My close friend, Walter, who died of AIDS. My girlfriend, Tony, who was murdered. My step-aunt, Bobby Joyce, who died of lung cancer. All the bros and sisters and children who have died because they needed blood.