Not only our family, but the world, lost a beautiful soul -- Love you, miss you my beautiful Niece





Chrissy’s Poem

 Left behind to decipher the logic, a seemingly momentous task.
Though we may never understand such impossibility.
One thing could never be masked.  

She was light when things were heavy.
A smile where, by rights, should a frown be.
A quip that would shake your belly in laughter
A warming touch that lingered lovingly.

A life cut short by our mere human standards.
A ship, with one soul, has fallen; the shipman would wise.
Yet, not only does she live on in the Kingdom.
She lives on in the souls that merely touched her with their eyes.

Love Auntie