Into An Angel

Into An Angel We just did open depressing door Knowing he's not around anymore Easter Basket was empty and bare He went to heaven to see God up there. Memories now are all that will last; Pictures of him playing in the past While having his sports uniform on And now to heaven he has gone. He always had such a smiling face And could see it all over the place Thought I saw him open a curtain To see cute girlfriend for certain. Maybe movie he might want to see But is no longer with you and me When here liked an ice cream cone Now my wife and I are all alone. Will say a prayer for our son each day Knowing that he has gone far away For him nothing would we want to trade Into an angel by God, he was made. James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran Dedicated to a son who died in the German air crash.