In Loving memory of Ronald Weigand 9/12/35-3/24/08 My Christmas in Heaven To my wife, Jean, my family and friends I see the countless Christmas trees around the world below, with tiny lights like heaven's stars, reflecting on the snow. The sight is so spectacular, please wipe away that tear, For I am spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year. I hear the many Christmas songs that people hold so dear, But the sounds of music can't compare with the Christmas choir up here. I have no words to tell you the joy their voices bring, For it is beyond description to hear the angels sing. I know how much you miss me; I see the pain inside your heart, But I am not so far away, we really aren't apart. Be happy for me, dear ones. You know I hold you dear; Be glad I'm spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year. I sent you each a special gift from my heavenly home above I send you each a memory of my undying love. After all, "Love" is a gift more precious then pure gold. It was always most important in the stories Jesus told. Please love and keep each other, as my Father said to do: for I can't count the blessings or the love He has for each of you. Have a Merry Christmas and wipe away that tear, Remember I'm spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year.