Chris & Piper

You had a way about you,
We call it Mama's Way
The way you made your loaves of bread,
For anyone any day.

The things you held dear to heart
Like Tarzan, Caddies and Kismet.
You always had open arms for any
babies that you could get.

Your cooking surpassed everyone else
We think that's the reason we're fat,
And you never sat down to feed yourself,
Instead you'd sit just to chat.

Your passion for the slot machines,
Oh how you loved to win!
Your way of toying with Papa
And your mischievous ornery grin.

But Saturday came and in the silence
You headed down a new road
Where there are no worries, there are no tears
You have no heavy load.

So now we have to say goodbye
We have to let you go
But we'll always have the memories
Of the time we spent, I know.

Our selfishness wants you back on Earth
But the thought that brings us peace,
Is picturing you with your loved ones
And Little Michael on your knees.

~Piper 8.29.04