If There Be Wings
If there be wings grant them, to Our Children you called home,
from a Colorado Highway, unto your Golden Throne.
If there be wings help us, we've never felt such pain,
as we stand here with our last goodbyes, and tears that fall like rain.
If there be wings tell them, we know their all-together,
and that their loving memories will stay with us forever.
If there be wings encircle them, to gently take them in,
give them all Our love, until we meet again.
By...
Debbie
In Memory of 4 of our local teenagers, all from Ola Ark. killed in a car crash march 29th, 1999, in Colorado, they are missed.
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