Few words spoken to each other,
but words that were deep.
Now you’re gone,
and those words are fresh in my mind.
Speaking of a mutual friend,
our thoughts, feelings,
fears, and prayers for her.
Now you’re softly being carried,
under angle’s wings,
in the Heaven’s above.
I’ll miss you,
although I didn’t know,
all too much about you.
But those few words spoken,
mean much to me.
As you’re softly being carried,
under angel’s wings.
R.I.P. Dereck 4-14-81 – 12-10-01
~*~ Jill ~*~