Kristopher W. Gray
Our Beloved Son, Brother,
Daddy, Nephew and Grandson
It's been five years and five months, our precious
"Kris", since you earned your wings, God had not given
us the privilege yet to understand things.
We miss your smiles, your gentle ways, the way
you shared your life each day. Our hearts and minds cannot
accept the realization that you have gone away.
Your spirit watches over Cody and Marcus as you
smile down on them from above, From us your family, they are
learning of their daddy's great love.
We long to hear your laughter once more and hear
your soft spoken voice and one day we will once again all be
together, when it is Gods choice.
Until then, rest, my son, as you have spoken to
me in my dreams appeared You've told me you're in a special place,
safe from harm and fear.
This we must believe, may God hold our cherished
"Kris" in his hands. "Kris," who will
never be forgotten and is living his part in God's plan.
Monty & Marie Lope, Cody and Marcus Gray,
Annie Thomas & Family, Mina Gray & Family and Light &