05/26/1943 - 03/01/2022
He's in a better place now than he has ever been before; All pain is gone; he's now at rest; Nothing troubles him anymore.
It's we who feel the burden of our Sadness and our grief. We have to cry, to mourn our loss,
Before we get relief.
We know we'll reconnect with him At the end of each life's road. We'll see his cherished face again, When we walk in Heaven on gold.
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