We little knew that morning that
God was going to call your name.
In life we loved you dearly, In death we do the same.
It broke our hearts to lose you, you did not go alone:
for part of us went with you, the day God called you home.
You left us peaceful memories,
Your love is still our guide
and though we can not see you,
You are always at our side.
Our family chain is broken
and nothing seems the same,
but as God calls us one by one
the chain will link again.
2 comments:
I am sorry for your loss.
Cousin,
I really love that poem. What perfect words when there doesn't ever seem to be the right ones for something like this.
love, Brandi
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