George Leyva

Cry for me a little but not too long;
Think of me as you hit the bong.
Listen for the coyotes and hear the turkeys, they sing my tune;
My spirit soars in the light of the moon.
Look for me, I am there;
I'm around you, I'm everywhere.
Remember the laughter, the fun we had;
Keep memories of the good and please forgive me for the bad.
I am not gone, I am not in the past,
I live on in you; this meeting isn't our last.
Cheers to family & relations
 ♡ Leyva Mob ♡