Adam John Conger
ADAM JOHN CONGER
We think of you in silence,
And often speak your name.
But all that is left to answer us
is a picture in a frame.
You wished no one of us farewell
no one ever said good-bye.
You were gone before we knew it
and only God knows why.
A golden heart stopped beating
your tender hands at rest
God broke our hearts to prove to us
He only takes the best.
If stairs were made of heartaches
by adding tear drops too
We'd climb the stairs to Heaven
and spend each day with you.
To some you are forgotten,
To others part of the past,
But to those who love you dearly,
Your memory will always last.
We will always love you.
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