We thought he'd never see sunrise,
Now sunrise is all he sees.
Up in heaven with our other passed loved ones,
He's smiling cheek to cheek.
With the angels singing hymns,
And he glancing down,
I'm sure he wants to say:
"It's alright, I'm okay now."
May 31, 2015
May 31, 2015 at 10:35 PM UTC
We thought he'd never see sunrise,
Now sunrise is all he sees.
Up in heaven with our other passed loved ones,
He's smiling cheek to cheek.
With the angels singing hymns,
And he glancing down,
I'm sure he wants to say:
"It's alright, I'm okay now."
My Uncle David Kinchen, 62, died at 1:30am the morning of Saturday, May 30th, 2015 from Lymphoma (cancer of the lymph nodes). He had GVHD (body attacks stem cells from a stem cell transplant) in his liver. His liver gave out and he passed away peacefully.
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