As with my daughter, death found my brother, And waiting at the pearly gates was Ruth, our mother. She greeted him, Peace be still, For He will be here, no need to will. Alvin stood on the streets of pure gold Realizing that he's living the greatest story ever told They embraced each other, hugged and kissed He's living his dream in Jesus bliss But a young woman appeared beyond recognition Make no mistake though, she's a Georges definition Mom; is that Jessie? She's walking! She's... Yes uncle pastor, it's me; and I'm so glad that we Are in this heavenly place, where grace saved me. And I thank you for speaking so eloquently, And for ushering me here, Where my mind, and body are whole and free. In memory of my mother, father, daughter Jessica and my brother, Rev. Alvin Georges, DD