I wrote this tribute to my son the other night. It was written as la vie c'est du pet in French but I translated it to English for all his friends here.
In the midst of life, we are in death
Sorrows fall onto the Virgin's chest
He walks now into the Light
Our Holy Father's precious sight,
Now as flies through air and sea,
as fast as his deli...
In the midst of life, we are in death
Sorrows fall onto the Virgin's chest
He walks now into the Light
Our Holy Father's precious sight,
Now as flies through air and sea,
as fast as his deli...