| We Will Remember |
| Memories in the hands of strangers are nothing compared to what you know you must live with at this point. You may ask why and you may say it's not fair. You'll always feel a deep regret, but remember there was nothing which you could do. I see him lying there in his eternal bed, resting with all the possible memories we ever had. Please don't cry again. He would've wanted it that way, I'm sure of it. I can feel him in my soul. I remember the way his eyes were always laughing, but now those eyes will never smile again. God, am I only dreaming? I want to wake up. |
| Dedicated, in loving memory, to Dave Gentry 1977 - 1993 |