Your funeral
was yesterday. I watched it from afar. I liked the pictures of you
over the year, flashing through the screen, but wished there were more. You
looked so handsome.
You had told me
that you probably would not have befriended me if we met when you were younger.
Just because I was of a different race. I am glad we met later in your life
when your outlook had changed. You opened up your heart to me. I treasure that.
Sing to the Lord
a new song. Yes. As we grow, our songs change and grow with us.
I saw your son
Steve for the first time. He mentioned me in the eulogy. Thank you for having included
me in your family converstations.
I enjoyed
learning more tidbits about you. didn’t know you liked looking like Clint
Eastwood, paid off your mortgage early, and paid for cars with cash.
I liked the idea
that God gives us enough for the moments.
I am glad God
gave me moments with you.
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