I found this picture on website. It is a tribute an Iraqi female graphic designer to her dead cousin. I thought I share this tribute with her and put the picture on my blog
God Bless her soul and of all innocent Iraqis, and may god protect Iraq and the Iraqis from any harm.
Courtesy: zahraa812graphic and deviantart
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
Sharing Tribute!
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
3 comments:
Thats a beautiful tribute Mix, I love that song, 'Seasons in the Sun' ....So many lives in chaos, its just so heartbreakingly wrong...
Mi Mixmax,
I am sorry for this and this trubute is such an honer for her..
May God rest her soul in peace
Hi MixMax & Marshmalow, and Abbey,
I remember listening to Seasons In The Sun, when I was growing up. Terry Jacks sang the song, which
became a big hit for him. Here are the entire lyrics. They make for a fitting memorial/tribute:
Goodbye to you, my trusted friend.
We've known each other since we we're nine or ten.
Together we climbed hills or trees.
Learned of love and ABC's,
skinned our hearts and skinned our knees.
Goodbye my friend, it's hard to die, when all the birds are singing in the sky.
Now that the spring is in the air.
Pretty girls are everywhere.
When you see them I'll be there.
We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun.
But the hills that we climbed
were just seasons out of time.
Goodbye, Papa, please pray for me,
I was the black sheep of the family.
You tried to teach me right from wrong.
Too much wine and too much song,
wonder how I get along.
Goodbye, Papa, it's hard to die
when all the birds are singing in the sky.
Now that the spring is in the air.
Little children everywhere.
When you see them I'll be there.
We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun.
But the wine and the song,
like the seasons, all have gone.
Goodbye, Michelle, my little one.
You gave me love and helped me find the sun. And every time that I was down you would always come around
and get my feet back on the ground.
Goodbye, Michelle, it's hard to die
when all the bird are singing in the sky.
Now that the spring is in the air.
With the flowers ev'rywhere.
I wish that we could both be there.
We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun. But the stars we could reach were just starfishes on the beach.
Post a Comment