The day we said goodbye;
that’s when angels began to cry.
They wept with joy,
for home was their boy.
He stood before our Lord,
and uttered not a word.
Light filled his face;
God welcomed him with an embrace.
“Rest now, my son” Christ whispered,
“and rejoice in the work we’ve done.”
He fell at his feet; and cried
“at last, we finally meet.”
**Dedicated to and Written in Love for David Wayne Smith….may You finally rest in sweet repose as you have earned your wings**