In Loving Memory

When Stars Race Across the Sky

It was awhile ago when two little girls were ready to sleep
and they prayed the Lord their souls to keep.

The girls asked, “Mama….Why do stars race across the sky?”
Mama hugged them and kissed them and said with a sigh,

“When stars twinkle brightly and race across the sky
baby, that only means a new angel is to fly.”

So dear friends and family, on April 2, 2003,
our angel, Pat, found peace with her Lord.

Now she’s looking down and smiling brightly,
‘cause now her soul is free.

by Taz
Detroit
April 2, 2003


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In memory of Patricia Williams Hill