Dear Kelly - when someone you love becomes a memory that memory becomes a treasure.
Memories of my brother – How well I do remember all the special times we had as we were raised side by side, sharing good times and bad. Sometimes we would disagree, but always made up in the end, but as we grew to be adults we became best of friends.
Then you heard the voice of Jesus gentle calling from the high, he was holding out his loving arms but I could not say goodbye, so I said ‘see you later’ dear brother, wait for me in the beauty of Gods Heaven where the best is yet to come.
RIP and God Bless.