We little knew the day that
God was going to call your name.
In life we loved you dearly,
In death we do the same.
It broke our hearts to lose you
But you didn’t go alone.
For part of us went with you
The day God called you home.
You left us peaceful memories.
Your love is still our guide,
And though we cannot see you
You are always at our side.
Our family chain is broken
and nothing seems the same,
but as God calls us one by one
the chain will link again.
These are beautiful, Michelle. I love that the end of the chains fall somewhere outside of the boundaries of the photographs… 🙂
Thanks Angela! I grabbed these pics real quick with my iPhone yesterday. I like playing with varying depths of field–you are so kind to notice 🙂