The void we live in life,

a struggle to find a path to

walkwhich we may or may not

finish.

None we see or find as we come

follows as we go,

What's to gain we struggle to build a name,

a legacy to remain,

to grow as we are only a grain,

and die as a plant in the desert's plains.

We smile through it all in this seething

heath, hoping that we laugh heartily as we meet.

We'll continue the walk through this path,

but as you've gone to rest;

watch and pray for us until we meet

once again in the lord's nest.

                                                                                                   To all the LOVED ones we've lost.

                                                                                                                      .Tammy.