Symbol For Grief
September 19, 1997-March 5, 1998
On this dreadful, dreadful day,
I know I really should pray,
But I cannot find in my heart what to say,
On this dreadful, dreadful day.
Just when everything was perfectly right,
The angels on high took to flight,
They took our baby Michael away,
On this dreadful, dreadful day.
Tomorrow the sun will again shine,
And our hearts as one will entwine,
Our love for each other will be as one,
As the sorrow of yesterday cannot be undone,
We'll go forward and together with love find a way,
To get over that dreadful, dreadful day.
In our hearts we will ever hold dear,
That sweet smile, each laughter and tear,
He will always be our sweet precious boy,
This young babe that brought all so much joy,
We will somehow get over that day,
That dreadful, dreadful day.
For tomorrows are all yet to come,
And remembering will keep him forever young,
He'll live on in our hearts and for some,
The pain we will all overcome,
As time and love can replace,
All the sorrows of yesterday we face,
New laughter and joy will be here to stay,
We'll remember his short life and say,
That through love we survived that dreadful, dreadful day.
Love, Your Nana
Erma K. Wilkins
written by michael's grandmother
how short and precious life really is. Our life moved so fast before, but now we live each day as a gift from God. We miss you little Boo. We wish you were here to grow up with your brothers TJ and Tyler. We know that you are watching over us and will always be here in spirit and in our hearts forever.
We love you Michael.
Love,
Mama, Daddy, TJ and Tyler
"The Wind Beneath
My Wings"
