Robert LAVIGNE

LAVIGNE, Robert 1939 - 1991 One by one they go before us, They are fading like the dew, But we know they're waiting for us, They the good, the fair, the true. They are waiting for us only, Where no pain can ever mar; Dear one, you, who left us lonely, Watch us through the gates ajar, There's a brother, Gone within those gates ajar. -Your sister Lucette. Published in the Ottawa Citizen on 1/9/2006