IN MEMORIAM
In memory of John Joseph Montgomery September 19, 1980 - June 28,
1981
Joseph Roy Gall, Jr. December 21, 1982 - July 1, 2001
Krystle Marie Gall January 31, 1985 - July 1, 2001
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Last night while I was trying to sleep,
My children's voice I did hear.
I opened my eyes and looked around
But they did not appear.
They said, "Mom you've got to
listen, you've got to understand,
God didn't take us from, you,
mom, He only took our hand.
When we called out in pain that day,
The moment that we died,
He reached down and took our hand,
And pulled us to his side,
He pulled us up & saved us
from the misery and pain.
Our body was hurt so badly, we
could never be the same.
Our search is really over now,
we've found happiness within.
All the answers to our empty dreams
And all that might have been.
We love you all and miss you
so and we'll always be nearby.
Our bodies are gone forever but
our spirit will never die.
And so, you must all go on now
and live and understand
God did not take us from you,
mom, He only took our hand:"
J.J., Geno and Krystle,
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Joey & Krystle
Today I went to a funeral, two very young
Brother & Sister, two of a kind, having fun
Both killed together& now lay side by side
Only left are their parents, very sad & cry
Today I went to a funeral, Joey & Krystle
These were their names
A room filled with flowers
Pictures posted & in frames
People's hearts throbbing, I, myself in pain
Only left are their parents, taking blame
Today I went to a funeral, saddest I've been
For it was for two people, young life's end
But Only left are their parents,
Saddened on the Fourth of July
What Dear God can we do to help them get by
I with help from others will pray everyday
That God will help them ease the pain
And give them the strength they need to gain
So they may carry on life & learn to survive
Because this pain they feel, is real & inside
Celeste Marie McKruit
Copyright ©2003 Celeste
Marie McKruit
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Broken
In Memory Of Joseph Gall Jr 1982-2001 and Krystle Gall 1985-2001
My heart is broken,
like the robin's egg that fell from the mighty oak...
My tears now follow
into the great river of sadness
to waltz with a thousand sorrows...
The world now is cold and gray,
like a late- November morning rain
so cold....
I miss you my friends,
like the solar eclipse that for moment blinded me,
then was gone.
Christina Voit
Copyright ©2003 Christina Voit
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IN LIFE
In life there are a myriad
of things, from birth brings life and life brings death. Though
we may not understand Gods divine plan, there is a method to
this sadness. The world is only flat to those whom are looking
down, but to thos whose feet are planted firmly on the soil,
we see the truth.
We cannot see where exactly
the world rounds off. To us the sky along with the terrain goes
on forever. Life andd eath is the same thing. We stumble to
find the words and strength to say hello when we welcome life
with tears of joy and in the end to say goodbye.
There are no fairytale
endings, no happy ever after. We should not mourn death but
celebrate life. It is a hard transition to not see or hear the
ones we so unconditionally loved.
No one can comfort you
or take the pain away. We cannot just wake up from the nightmare
without remembering what it was about. Though it saddens us
when we think of JJ, Joey and Krystle. We must commemorate their
lives, reminisce the little things we hold so dear.
They're gone, but only
physically. They are still here with us. They are the breeze
that cools us when sweat kisses our brows. The sunset and all
its glory. The rainbow after the strom. They are forever in
our hearts and memories.
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