by
Barbara Magdy Stanley
A classmate is a special gift,
Given by the Lord,
But when the Heaven Train Comes calling,
The CHOSEN climb aboard.
We cannot stop the train,
We cannot answer WHY,
We can only sit and wonder,
WHY they had to die.
Memories of years gone by,
Are etched within our brain.
These sweet, sweet memories,
Help to ease the pain.
This train has carried many,
To Heaven's Golden Gate.
Our faith with help us understand,
What we now know as FATE.
MAY THEY REST IN PEACE |
NAME | Date |
| | Feb. 15, 1969 |
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| | _ |
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| | June 20, 1990 |
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| | June 1, 1996 |
| | November 26, 1986 |
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November 1, 1986 |
| | _ |
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| | May 31, 1988 |
| | June 28, 2000 |
| | August 19, 2000 |
| | June, 2001 |
| | January 15, 2002 |
| | January 14, 2002 |
| | April 5, 2003 |
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