Linda Parks Owens

Trio of Love






We were forged in the fires of need,
a strong knit family of three.
There was my brother Buster,my brother Chris
and then Tina,that was me.
We looked after each other as best as we could,
our love was both real and strong..
We tried hard to hold things together
and we did that for oh so long.
Then one night I got a message
that something had gone dreadfully wrong.
Our brother Chris who played as a clown
had taken his life and was gone.
God allowed Chris's plan to go through
so he must have completed what he came here to do.
Bound together by love and shackeled by faith
we will meet Chris again at Heaven's Gate...

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