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In Memory of my buddy

When the years go by without me,
And I'm not here to see;
If the sun should rise and find your eyes
All filled with tears for me;
I wish so much you wouldn't cry
The way you do today,
While thinking of those last days
I know how much you love me,
As much as I love you;
And each time that you think of me,
I know you'll miss me too;
But when tomorrow starts without me,
Please try to understand,
That an angel came and called my name,
And took me by the hand,
And said my place was ready,
In Heaven far above,
And that I'd have to leave behind
All those I dearly love.
But as I turned to walk away,
A tear fell from my eye,
For all my life, I'd always thought,
I never wanted to die.
I had so much to live for,
So much yet to do,(that Yankee game Tom Promised)
It seemed almost impossible,
That I was leaving you.
I thought of all the yesterdays,
The good ones and the bad,
I thought of all the love we shared,
All the fun we had.
If I could relive yesterday,
Just even for a while,
I'd say goodbye and kiss you,
And maybe make you laugh
But then I realized,
That this could never be,
For emptiness and memories,
Would take the place of me.
And when I thought of worldly things,
I might miss come tomorrow,
I thought of you, and when I did,
My heart was filled with sorrow.
But when I walked through Heaven's gates,
I felt so much at home.
When God looked down and smiled at me,
From his Great Golden Throne,
He said "Welcome Home son, this is eternity,
And all I've promised you."
Today for life on Earth is past,
But here it starts anew.
I promise no tomorrow,
But today will always last,
There's no longing for the past.
But you have been so faithful,
So trusting and so true,
And now at last you're free.
So won't you take my hand
And share my life with me?
So when tomorrow starts without me,
Don't think we're far apart,
For everytime you think of me,
I'm right here, in your heart!

A trail of sawdust coming from the truck
That sweet smell of sweat
At the sink he tries to scrape off the dirt.
Callused hands, torn knuckles, and maybe a snicker in his sock?
Thumbnails of blue blood from slip of hammer
Sun burnt, wind chapped, his skin in constant strain
His love for work seemed to take away the pain
Making dreams of rich men reality
A heart stronger than the thickest of wood
For him, the best of life is plain to see
Living each moment as everyone should
always complete with a pepsi,peanuts and beef jerkey
Some may see him as a simple builder
This man is much more - he is my buddy and my loving father
I miss him more than anyone will ever understand
I miss everything about him and only now do I truely
realize the man and father that he was
Today is not fair, Today I hurt,
Today I sob-I want him back
so bad.....
But you who knew him, he wouldnt want us to be sad- he would make his funny face and say "aw!! aint you got anything better to do?" but that doesnt stop the pain I feel today November 13, 2004 11AM New York Time, knowing that 3 yrs ago my best buddy, my hero, my daddy went to heaven

Email: 4cupz@msn.com