• Through the bright eyes of a confused child, I didn’t know what was

    Happening in this lifeless room full of weeping people, mysterious faces

    painted with a dark mask of sorrow. They were standing around a beautiful

    Wooden box, it was decorated with beautiful white flowers that looked as

    If they were made of silk. As the cluster of people slowly parted I saw what

    It was that was causing them pain. He was drained of color and so pale

    Yet so peaceful. His wrinkly face no longer smiled down at me, he was

    looking up at me with a very peaceful face. I knew where he was now, he

    was and will forever be, with God