A loving husband to Colleen...A loving father to Katie...A friend to all of us...Jeff, you will live in our hearts forever...
When somebody dies,
a cloud turns into an angel,
and flies up to tell God
to put another flower on a pillow.
A bird gives the message back to the world,
and sings a silent prayer that makes the rain cry.
People dis-appear, but they never really go away.
The spirits up there put the sun to bed, wake up
grass, and spin the earth in dizzy circles.
Sometimes you can see them dancing in
a cloud during the day-time,
when they're supposed to be sleeping.
They paint the rain-bows and also the sunsets
and make waves splash and tug at the tide
They toss shooting stars and listen to wishes.
And when they sing wind- songs, they whisper to us,
don't miss me too much.
The view is nice and I'm doing just fine.
This site became a thought for me to create because of all of you,
through the outpouring of messages and memories you expressed.
With Special Thanks to:
My son, Casey
His g/f, Nicole
nance
Joy
With A Very Special Thanks to:
{{{{ Lalia }}}}
....^Silken aka Mary
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