We thought of you with love today, But that is nothing new. We thought about you yesterday, And days before that too. We think of you in silence, We often speak your name; All we have now are memories, And your picture in a frame. Your memory is our keepsake, With which we will never part; God has you in his keep, We have you in our heart. It broke our heart to lose you. But you didn't go alone, For a part of us went with you... The day God took you home