beyond the creek
where once we played –
the roses ever bloom
in shades of love we carried
the sweetest of perfumes

as destinies
we came to see –
the lives we touch always
in truth beyond our stretch of years
and days beyond our days

shall keep in each a memory
of presence you know best
within these halls of slumber
another dream to rest

though offered here –
a whisper
of your spirit to the wind
another day
we’ll find our way –
to be with you
again

In memorium
Jerry Ray 07/16/2012