Fly away free

This poem may bring sadness to the family, friends neices nephews too. Don't be sad, have no fear, if you shall need me ill be near. In your heart, I shall stay, but now its time to fly away.

Up above in the clouds so clear, give a shout, for I will hear: your cries, your prayers your wishes too. I hope to see you here one day, in my new home. Away up high in these clouds so clear.

My last request: you cry at night, and cry and cry and cry. Because crying is good. Cherish the memories you hold of me and you BEHOLD the power of life and death. For one is stronger then the other. One a hate, the other a love. I now have the power to fly away home, with the power of love, and the wings of a dove. ~Jack Edgerton. R.I.P

(we all miss you)