Nothing but Fond Memories of Gay
Gay Carlson (My niece Sarah’s newly married Husband)
Like everyone else, I’m not sure what to say,
to help ease the pain we are feeling for Gay.
Such a good man! Such a tragic event.
Everyone loved him wherever he went.
We all are in shock now. Complete unbelief.
We’re sharing your loss and we’re feeling your grief.
My brightest perspective is shining quite dim.
The facts are he’s gone and we’re all missing him.
And we all feel just terrible, what you’re going through.
We’re praying for Gay and we’re praying for you.
Your family is here, I am sure that you knew this.
We’ll do what it takes as we help you get through this.
I’ve searched, for some answers. I dug up a few.
Regretting to say, it’s the best I could do.
God must have wanted Gay awfully bad,
to end, so abruptly, what both of you had.
Perhaps he was looking for angels and found one.
Short of some wings, God thought, there’s a sound one.
And so God came down and he took him away.
In seeking an angel, whom better than Gay?
One thing I know is, he’s now in God’s hands.
God has a place for him and he has plans.
I know Gay is with you and watching from high.
If we asked how he was, this would be his reply.
Tell Sarah I’m fine. I’m in Heaven; it’s great.
Tell her I miss her, and tell her I’ll wait.
I’m sad to have left her, yet still I’m excited.
For someday our souls will be truly united.
Tell her be strong, that I know it is tough.
Thank her for being there, sharing her love.
Tell her how happy she made my short life.
Tell her I’m proud to have called her my wife.
Thank her for being my one closest friend.
One that I trusted on whom to depend.
Thank her for opening her heart up to me.
For warmth and compassion she offered so free.
Tell her I miss her and love her sincerely,
I’ll always remember her proudly and dearly.
Assure her that everything’s truly O.K.
That I’ll meet her, I promise, in Heaven some day.
That is the message he gave me, for you.
I can’t help but think, you’ve been hearing it too.
Gay is that voice you will hear in your ear.
The spirit that guides you and comforts your fear.
The strength that you gain as you see this thing through.
The courage you’ll muster in starting life new.
The hope that will heal, putting life back together.
The peace that gives calm in the darkest of weather.
Gay lives inside you. He made his impression.
He touched many lives with his selfless expression.
I knew him, not well, I am sorry to say.
His heart was pure gold, I know that much ‘bout Gay.
Dear Sarah, have faith in God’s difficult plan.
I know there’ll be times, you’re not sure that you can.
It doesn’t make sense and it doesn’t seem fair.
It’s nothing for which you could ever prepare.
The pain is quite real, my advice to you, cry!
You’ve lost one incredible, wonderful guy.
I know life goes on, but I truly believe
That healing begins with a good healthy grieve.
We’re all crying with you. Our hurt, too, runs deep.
We also share some of the treasures you keep.
We all have fond mem’ries and good things to say,
And the finest respects we could offer to Gay.
God, we’re not sure why it was he was taken.
One thing I know, all our hearts have been breakin’.
Heal us and help us to get through each day.
And thanks for the memories you left us of Gay.