James Smolen

In loving memory of my beloved son, Jim Smolen, who passed away six years on April 15.

I often lie awake at night when the world is fast asleep.

I take a walk down memory lane with tears upon my cheeks.

I never wished for miracles, but today just one would do

To leave my door wide open and see you walking through.

May the winds of love blow softly and whisper so you’ll hear

I will always love and miss you and wish that you were here.

You are forever on my mind and always in my heart.