Sep 10, 2004 13:46
With the loss of a loved one, it is hard to deal,
It seems like a dream - this can't be real . . .
One moment they're here; the next, they're gone.
They now live in our hearts and hearts do go on . . .
Keep alive the good times shared,
For no others shall ever be compared . . .
To those we miss so much,
And by whom we've all been touched . . .
They made us laugh, they made us cry,
Within our hearts, they shall never die . . .
They keep us goin, they keep a smile on our face,
Because they've gone on, gone on to a better place,
A place in which they'll feel no pain.
No one's at fault, no one's to blame . . .
Everything has a purpose; there is reason for it all.
Sometimes at night, I can still hear them call . . .
They say they are fine, and, "don't be blue,
‘Cause someday soon we'll be with you . . .
Together again, like the times before,
When you get here we'll be smiling, standing at Heaven's door . . . "