We are all strangers to life,
As we begin down the road.
With an opportunity to touch others
Before we get old.
Humbly, I write, these words you would say,
Your message passed on, to others this day.
Our time seems long,
But in reality it's brief
Don't be saddened by my passing,
Don't be burdened with grief .
I can only imagine, as you look from above,
The pride you must feel to know you are loved.
Momma and the family, will continue to carry on.
And keep you memory alive
Well after you have gone.
A special thanks from me , directed to your son
A truer friend few have, because of
You I have one.
Know your seeds still grow,
As you sit on your heavenly seat
Here's a blessing from the heart,
To the man i didn't meet.
--Dedicated to Keith, as you join your father in heaven 9/13/07
