Treasure Island

Bernice Shipman


Son-in-Law you'll never be


Son-in-law others may see, but it will always be Son to me.
When you took my daughter by the hand and stood before God and man, and promised you would keep her through sickness and health, you became my son.
You stood beside her and held her hand to the very end.
You told her you would love her until your dieing day.
And that you could not live without her being by your side, that you loved her that much and then seven weeks later you laid down and died.
You have kept your promise that you would never leave her side,
that you would Love her now, forever and always.
Now you are standing by her side holding her hand in God's heavenly land.
So Son-in-law it will never be..for you will always be a son to me
For now, forever and always

Submitted: Saturday, July 26, 2008

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  • Bethany Buhl (7/26/2008 1:26:00 AM)

    Oh that sucks that he died it must of hurt. I lost someone but I'm kind of in denial about it cause I don't want to live like there gone and that there never coming back so I tell myself there on a very long trip to somewhere far away or that they lost there passport or something and your poor daughter gosh I feel bad that it happened to her no one deserves to have there spouse die especially if they really loved them as much as I think she loved him and as much as you seemed to love him. (Report) Reply

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