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In Memory of Chris Wallschlaeger: A fellow christian, neighbor, and parishner. He was 15 when he passed away.
Paddling out to sea,
The water so blue.
The water became deeper,
He didn’t know what to do.
First he went under,
Then popped up quite fast.
He realized he was drowning,
This breath was his last.
Slowly he slipped under
As he started to fade.
Finally it became dark,
As he floated and prayed.
“Take me to the heavens,
Out from the sea,
Take me to paradise,
Where my soul can be free.”
The world was gone,
And so was he.
Now in heaven,
His soul is free!
My Note: Chirs was going to be making confirmation with me this December, but recently drowned while paddling on his sail board. He was a sophmore in high school.
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