It was the day before the memorial service. I was in a fitting black dress that went down to my knees. I had a little black veil going over the top of my face. As I get into the car, I think for a second. Why don't I cry? I let go when he said his last words to me. "Come and fly away with me. Come with me to his kingdom." he said to me as he took his last breath in the hospital bed. I could never forget his voice and his words: fly•away•with•me•
