Pearly Gates |
In memory of Bradlee, on the 3rd anniversary of your trip home to Heaven, December 25, 1996. |
The pearly gates were opened,
a gentle voice said Come, and with farewell unspoken, he gently entered home. I mourn for him in silence, no eyes can see me weep but many a silent tear is shed while others are asleep. Please God forgive my silent tear. A constant wish that he was here others were taken: yes I know but he was mine and I loved him so. The flowers I place upon his grave may wither and decay but for the love of him who sleeps beneath shall never fade away. |