Samson

Don't think of him as gone away
His journey's just begun,
Life holds so many facets
This earths only one.

Just think of him as resting
From the sorrows and the tears
In a place of warmth and comfort
Where there are no days and years

Think how he must be wishing
That we could know today
How nothing but our sadness
Can really pass away

And think of him as living
In the hearts of those he touched.....
For nothing loved is ever lost
And he was loved so much.

By Ellen Brenneman


RIP Uncle Guy..... I cannot understand how this happened, but God must have needed you for something. You will be missed.