A Voice from the Eastern Door

In Memory of Richard and Tracy Adams

In Memory of Richard and Tracy Adams

From their loving family

Cause there’s holes in the floor of Heaven,

And they’re tears are pouring down.

That’s how you know they’re watching,

Wishing they could be here now.

And sometimes if you’re lonely,

Just remember they can see.

There’s holes in the floor of Heaven

And they’re watching over you and me.

 

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