Deanna 
 
In loving memory of my uncle John - Dec. 7, 2007

I couldn't feel your pain
I couldn't hear your cries
I couldn't see the frustration when
I looked into your eyes
 
I wanted to remember the good times from the past
I wanted just to hold onto them,
but they slipped away too fast
 
I couldn't stop the hands of time as
my memories where erased
I couldn't stop my confusion as my thoughts
of you would be replaced
 
But now, things are oh so clear
The how, the why, the reason
Why Jesus came and took me home at this
Christmas season
 
The 'Gift' of being with you, if only from afar
To REMEMBER that you love me,
and are my shining star
 
Take comfort in knowing
at last that I am free
And when we meet in heaven
I'll once again be me