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Bad Days... My Poppa passed away sunday april 23rd 2006 (That was sunday!) and well yesterday was a showing and today is his funeral... I'm reading a poem I wrote for him, well here it is:
Together in Heaven
Though we part in death
You are still here with me
You are in the breeze that brushes my face
The grass beneath my feet
The sun that brightens my day
And the moon that lights my night
You are within each and every beat of my heart
And there you shall be
Until the day we meet again
Together in heaven we shall be
You and me
So save me a seat around the camp fire
Plant me a flower in your garden
Keep room for me at your table
Give me the strength to smile
Help me to see its okay to cry
Give me the courage to pass it all by
I’ll see you in heaven Poppa
Until the day I’ll keep you in my heart
And there I promise you shall forever be
I love you Poppa
Love,
Me
Well that's the poem! I get to read it during the funeral service, God help me! Brandons going to walk up with me and hold my hand! If I can't get through it then my uncle Bob said that he'd come up and read it for me! I'm going to try though because my poppa would have liked that he did spoil me, and he was the best poppa a girl could ever ask for! So I owe it to him in a way! Well I need to go we're leaving my house in about a half an hour and I need to find shoes that'll work to carry the casket! (in other words no high heels but they have to be dressy see my problem.)
Together in Heaven
Though we part in death
You are still here with me
You are in the breeze that brushes my face
The grass beneath my feet
The sun that brightens my day
And the moon that lights my night
You are within each and every beat of my heart
And there you shall be
Until the day we meet again
Together in heaven we shall be
You and me
So save me a seat around the camp fire
Plant me a flower in your garden
Keep room for me at your table
Give me the strength to smile
Help me to see its okay to cry
Give me the courage to pass it all by
I’ll see you in heaven Poppa
Until the day I’ll keep you in my heart
And there I promise you shall forever be
I love you Poppa
Love,
Me
Well that's the poem! I get to read it during the funeral service, God help me! Brandons going to walk up with me and hold my hand! If I can't get through it then my uncle Bob said that he'd come up and read it for me! I'm going to try though because my poppa would have liked that he did spoil me, and he was the best poppa a girl could ever ask for! So I owe it to him in a way! Well I need to go we're leaving my house in about a half an hour and I need to find shoes that'll work to carry the casket! (in other words no high heels but they have to be dressy see my problem.)