May God bless you and your...
I will always remember that little boy who used to come upstairs when I got home from school to watch ThunderCats. The little boy that used to follow Uncle Jake around. That's the memory I will keep in my heart even though we lost touch when I moved away.
REMEMBER IN DEATH
I am in the flowers that bloom;
I am in a quiet room.
I am in the birds that sing;
I am in each lovely thing.
zena breeden
May 24, 2006 | Germantown, NJ


