Marisa Angela Smith
In loving memory of my daughter, Marisa Angela Smith.
If tears could build a stairway, and memories were a lane,
I'd walk right up to heaven and bring you home again.
No farewell words were spoken,
No time to say goodbye
You were gone before I knew it,
And only God knows why.
My heart aches so in sadness,
And secret tears still flow.
What it meant to lose you
No one will ever know.
