In Loving Memory
of my brother...
David Barton Troutman Jr.
Died 12-25-91
Remembered by his children:
David B. Troutman 3rd.
Jeanne Marie
Kimberly
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David
It rained the day he left us, the clouds were dark and gray
The sun was no where to be seen, it was an awful day
He always was so deep in thought, he held it all inside
He didn't confide in anyone, he always tried to hide
He had a tender heart with lots of love inside
No one knew the full extent not even when he died
He loved us all we didn't ask, his silence often just a mask
His eyes were blue and sometimes gray
His smile was crooked some might say
He dressed so smartly, debonaire,a handsome guy with quite a flair
He had a laugh that made you smile, even when he was a child
I still can hear it if I try, sometimes I just sit and cry
Oh David, how I miss you....you left an open wound
I'm glad you didn't suffer, the day ended way too soon
Was Christmas night, the stars were bright
And God decided the time was right
"Its time" He said, "now come with me"
"I will lift you tenderly"
I'll heal your body, soothe your pain
Make you happy once again
My heart is full of love you know
It was so hard to let you go
And then I glimpse that crooked smile
And I know its only for a little while
Sand * * *
3/6/46 * 12/ 25/91
*Remembering you on your birthday
David
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