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Caylee,
With each passing day your voice grows louder. The "people" are listening and won't let you down.
With each passing day your voice grows louder. The "people" are listening and won't let you down.
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You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are gray
You'll never know dear, how much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away
Sleep soundly little Caylee, all is well..
G'night ~
You make me happy when skies are gray
You'll never know dear, how much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away
Sleep soundly little Caylee, all is well..
G'night ~
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Day is done,
Gone the sun,
From the lake, from the hills, from the sky.
All is well, safely rest,
God is nigh.
g'night sweet Caylee ~
Gone the sun,
From the lake, from the hills, from the sky.
All is well, safely rest,
God is nigh.
g'night sweet Caylee ~
cyberborg
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You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are gray
You'll never know dear, how much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away
Sleep soundly little Caylee, always in our thoughts.
God bless.
You make me happy when skies are gray
You'll never know dear, how much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away
Sleep soundly little Caylee, always in our thoughts.
God bless.
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I've saved this article from an author I've never heard of - one, I'll now never forget. It's about how Caylee touched the souls of a nation. I hope you will enjoy reading it.
Cary Clack: Only way to help Caylee
Each week there are moments that capture the character of a nation, a snapshot of a people's soul.
Last week, many of those moments in the United States were centered on the civic responsibility of voting and choosing the direction of this country. Last week, TV footage and photographs showed voters standing for hours in ridiculously long lines waiting to cast their ballots. One of those states repeatedly highlighted was Florida.
Yet over the weekend there were footage and photos coming from that state that had nothing to do with politics and that powerfully spoke to the sheer decency of people.
In Orlando, more than 1,500 volunteers carrying long-blade knives and sticks came together in the heat to search for Caylee Anthony. Caylee is the toddler who disappeared in June two months shy of her third birthday. Her 22-year-old mother, Casey, didn't report her missing until July. The mother has told police various stories regarding her daughter's disappearance. But both of Caylee's maternal grandparents said that Casey's car had the odor of death, and police found in the trunk hair from a decomposing body.
Last month, Casey Anthony was charged with first-degree murder in her daughter's death. Caylee' remains have yet to be found, and that's what made this past weekend so remarkable. The search was organized by the Texas Equusearch Mounted Search and Recovery Team in what was the largest single-day search it has ever led. The volunteers came from 30 states to look in 130 different areas.
Lines of voters waiting patiently and politely to vote is a heart-lifting reaffirmation of faith in the democratic process, but the aerial shots of the volunteers in Orlando spread out in fields and wooded areas was a moving testament to community not only to what is best about America but what is best about the human species. By participating in the electoral process, by voting to either change or preserve policies or direction, citizens look for something that will better the country as well as themselves. They hope for something positive in the end.
But volunteers searching for Caylee last weekend knew that the best thing that would come out of their search was that the remains of a little girl would be found and she would finally receive the dignity of a proper burial.
While Caylee's pathetic excuse for a mother sat in jail, strangers offered the only thing they could for this child they didn't know: their time and compassion.
They did this knowing that whoever was successful in finding what they were looking for would be haunted for the rest of their lives by their discovery.
The volunteers searching in Orlando for Caylee needed no leaders or presidents. Leading with their hearts, they devoted their weekend to a cause greater than themselves: finding the remains of a child.
Nothing can save Caylee Anthony, but on a hot weekend in Florida, strangers looked for her because it's the only thing remaining in their power that they can do for her. They searched because it's the one gift they can offer.Salu tes and gratitude: Every day but especially today, Veterans Day, I thank all who wore this nation's uniforms every man and woman, living or dead for their service. And a special mention of 91-year-old Damon Hervey Jr. of San Antonio who served in both the Navy and Army.We appreciate and honor each of you.
Cary Clack's column appears on Sundays, Tuesdays and Thursdays. To leave him a message, call (210) 250-3486 or e-mail [email protected].
Link to this article: http://www.mysanantonio.com/life/col...lp_Caylee.html
Cary Clack: Only way to help Caylee
Each week there are moments that capture the character of a nation, a snapshot of a people's soul.
Last week, many of those moments in the United States were centered on the civic responsibility of voting and choosing the direction of this country. Last week, TV footage and photographs showed voters standing for hours in ridiculously long lines waiting to cast their ballots. One of those states repeatedly highlighted was Florida.
Yet over the weekend there were footage and photos coming from that state that had nothing to do with politics and that powerfully spoke to the sheer decency of people.
In Orlando, more than 1,500 volunteers carrying long-blade knives and sticks came together in the heat to search for Caylee Anthony. Caylee is the toddler who disappeared in June two months shy of her third birthday. Her 22-year-old mother, Casey, didn't report her missing until July. The mother has told police various stories regarding her daughter's disappearance. But both of Caylee's maternal grandparents said that Casey's car had the odor of death, and police found in the trunk hair from a decomposing body.
Last month, Casey Anthony was charged with first-degree murder in her daughter's death. Caylee' remains have yet to be found, and that's what made this past weekend so remarkable. The search was organized by the Texas Equusearch Mounted Search and Recovery Team in what was the largest single-day search it has ever led. The volunteers came from 30 states to look in 130 different areas.
Lines of voters waiting patiently and politely to vote is a heart-lifting reaffirmation of faith in the democratic process, but the aerial shots of the volunteers in Orlando spread out in fields and wooded areas was a moving testament to community not only to what is best about America but what is best about the human species. By participating in the electoral process, by voting to either change or preserve policies or direction, citizens look for something that will better the country as well as themselves. They hope for something positive in the end.
But volunteers searching for Caylee last weekend knew that the best thing that would come out of their search was that the remains of a little girl would be found and she would finally receive the dignity of a proper burial.
While Caylee's pathetic excuse for a mother sat in jail, strangers offered the only thing they could for this child they didn't know: their time and compassion.
They did this knowing that whoever was successful in finding what they were looking for would be haunted for the rest of their lives by their discovery.
The volunteers searching in Orlando for Caylee needed no leaders or presidents. Leading with their hearts, they devoted their weekend to a cause greater than themselves: finding the remains of a child.
Nothing can save Caylee Anthony, but on a hot weekend in Florida, strangers looked for her because it's the only thing remaining in their power that they can do for her. They searched because it's the one gift they can offer.Salu tes and gratitude: Every day but especially today, Veterans Day, I thank all who wore this nation's uniforms every man and woman, living or dead for their service. And a special mention of 91-year-old Damon Hervey Jr. of San Antonio who served in both the Navy and Army.We appreciate and honor each of you.
Cary Clack's column appears on Sundays, Tuesdays and Thursdays. To leave him a message, call (210) 250-3486 or e-mail [email protected].
Link to this article: http://www.mysanantonio.com/life/col...lp_Caylee.html
Why did she have to go
So young I just don't know why
Things happen half the time
Without reason without rhyme
Makes no sense to me
I just have to believe
She flew up to Heaven on the wings of angels
By the clouds and stars and passed where no one sees
And she walks with Jesus and her loved ones waiting
And I know she's smiling saying
Don't worry 'bout me
Loved ones she left behind
Just trying to survive
And understand the why
Feeling so lost inside
Anger shot straight at God
Then asking for His love
Empty with disbelief
Just hoping that maybe
She flew up to Heaven on the wings of angels
By the clouds and stars and passed where no one sees
And she walks with Jesus and her loved ones waiting
And I know she's smiling saying
Don't worry 'bout me
It's hard to say goodbye
Her picture in my mind
Will always be of times I'll cherish
And I won't cry 'cause
She flew up to Heaven on the wings of angels
By the clouds and stars and passed where no one sees
And she walks with jesus and her loved ones waiting
And I know she's smiling saying
Don't worry 'bout me
Don't worry 'bout me
Don`t worry 'bout me
So young I just don't know why
Things happen half the time
Without reason without rhyme
Makes no sense to me
I just have to believe
She flew up to Heaven on the wings of angels
By the clouds and stars and passed where no one sees
And she walks with Jesus and her loved ones waiting
And I know she's smiling saying
Don't worry 'bout me
Loved ones she left behind
Just trying to survive
And understand the why
Feeling so lost inside
Anger shot straight at God
Then asking for His love
Empty with disbelief
Just hoping that maybe
She flew up to Heaven on the wings of angels
By the clouds and stars and passed where no one sees
And she walks with Jesus and her loved ones waiting
And I know she's smiling saying
Don't worry 'bout me
It's hard to say goodbye
Her picture in my mind
Will always be of times I'll cherish
And I won't cry 'cause
She flew up to Heaven on the wings of angels
By the clouds and stars and passed where no one sees
And she walks with jesus and her loved ones waiting
And I know she's smiling saying
Don't worry 'bout me
Don't worry 'bout me
Don`t worry 'bout me
snow_walker
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Golden slumber kiss your eyes,
Smiles await you when you rise.
Sleep, pretty baby,
Do not cry,
And I will sing you a lullaby.
Care is heavy, therefore sleep,
While I o'er you watch do keep.
Sleep, pretty darling,
Do not cry,
And I will sing you a lullaby.
G'night little Caylee..
Smiles await you when you rise.
Sleep, pretty baby,
Do not cry,
And I will sing you a lullaby.
Care is heavy, therefore sleep,
While I o'er you watch do keep.
Sleep, pretty darling,
Do not cry,
And I will sing you a lullaby.
G'night little Caylee..
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