Jon,
Not a day goes by that I don’t remember you, your smile your laugh, those dahsing blue eye’s or that dreadfull morning the phone rang letting us know you wern’t ever coming home again.
My only comfort-Heaven needed an Angel, no one else would do
Jon,
Not a day goes by that I don’t remember you, your smile your laugh, those dahsing blue eye’s or that dreadfull morning the phone rang letting us know you wern’t ever coming home again.
My only comfort-Heaven needed an Angel, no one else would do
From: Glenn Peggy-Lee