We may not know nor understand,
what lies beyond old Glory's band.
But I know this, my God will hold
our hand beyond where Earth was sold.

It does not matter where we're led,
if we are guided to hope's bed.
I know we're loved above light's beams
if we will walk forever's dreams.

R.I.P Eileen. Bless you Heather and Dave.
In His love. Roy and Elaine.