My son wrote this poem for his grandma "my mom"..
In the Memory of Dorothy Jones
From day 1 my grandma brought me in and welcomed me into her home she always
would tell me that, I was like her own.
When I was depressed and unhappy as a Lil kid there was no limit 2 the
special things she did. She always
said that she had a shoulder I could cry on that she was always going 2 be
there but now that shes gone. Ima
always keep her in my prayers. I remember the good times and bad times
we had, but she never stopped loving me.
She was special 2 every 1 in some special way. She loved to get together
with all of the family and share stories,
about when she was a kid. She was the sweetest person I could
ever depend on no matter what it was.
If i needed shoes she got them and if I needed clothes she bought them.
the love I have for her will never part I
loved her then I love her now but now that shes gone
I know shes still with me in my heart. No matter what I
did I always had her love but now shes with the good lord
spreading her wings
and soring with Jesus like a beautiful dove, and when its
my time 2 go and meet the good lord i know she will be waiting
with my grandpa James
4 me so she can open up them pearly gates.As she says
Please I am asking
that you do not cry, for I only went home to meet Jesus in the sky.
I have a mansion, a crown, and a beautiful white robe, and what a
glory it is to walk on streets paved of white gold. Now to all my children, and
grandchildren I must say that, I have fought a
good fight and I have kept the faith, and with the help of the
Lord I was able to win the race. Now when times get hard
and you can't see your way, you just fall on your knees and
began to pray; if you listen with your heart and not with your
ear you will hear a sweet small voice say I am still here. I was born to
live here 61 years ago. The Lord said, Come, Dorothy for
it is now time for you to go, come go with me and receive your reward
on high, in that big city called Heaven up in the sky. Again I am asking that you
do not cry, because like I said I have only went home to meet Jesus in the sky.
The day I went home was like a dream come true, because there is nothing like a
sky nicely shaded blue. So If You Shed A Tear, please let it be of joy, because
now I can see once again my mother Dorothy and my father John but ill be waiting for u to come home Roy.
Love You Always Grandma
From Aaron
12/04/07
