Tribute to my dear pa

Death leaves a heartache no one can heal; love leaves a memory no one can steal.

Life is eternal; and, love is immortal.

When someone you love becomes a memory, the memory becomes a treasure.

To live in the hearts of people we leave behind is not to die.

If tears could build a stairway, and memories a lane, I will walk right up to heaven, and bring you home again. We miss you pa!

Notes:  It’s eight years since you were cruelly murdered - we are still asking who killed you.

It’s ma birthday, and your death anniversary.

We thank Allah, Alhamdoulililah!

Nellie