We will meet again

Take his soul,
like a little dove,
and don't forget,
his family or love.

Sick and dying,
It was his time to go.
Funeral - Sunday.
His body lay low.

Sending a prayer,
to one great man.
Rest in peace,
your life has ran..

You left behind,
your body,
no soul.
Today's the funeral,
your body in the hole.

Your memories shine,
and will not be lost.
Your life was one,
not easily tossed.

We take it hard,
and miss you a lot.
But time is out,
you gave it a shot..

We love you now,
and loved you then.
This may be hard,
But we'll meet again.

R.I.P.

By Kiecatt