High Hopes

He had hopes and he had dreams
Just like you and me
He had edges and he had seams
Just like you and me
And then in a flash it all was gone
Away from you and me
He stepped into light of a brighter dawn
Away from you and me
And so we seceretely have high hopes
Both of us--you and me
And know it's God that helps us cope
Both of us--you and me
(poem by Rachel R. Brown)
(music by Pink Floyd)

My Aunt Eva (left) is placing me Dad's ashes in the ground. And I (right) am sitting beside me Grandpa's grave stone. Me Dad was burried right behind it. Even though we miss him, I am glad to know he is safe and happy in Heaven where he feels no more pain.