Wife Shoots, Kills Husband

If Tomorrow starts without me,
And I `m not there to see,
If the sun should rise and find your all`s eyes,
All filled with tears for me;
I wish so much you all wouldn`t cry,
The way you all did that day,
While thinking of the many things,
We all didn`t get to say.
I know how much you all love me,
As much as I love you all,
And each time that you think of me,
I know you all will miss me to;
But when tomorrow starts without me,
Please try to understand,
That an angel came and called my name,
And took me by the hand,
And said my place was ready,
In heaven far above,
And that I`d have to leave behind,
All those I dearly love.
But as I turned to walk away,
A tear fell from my eye,
For all my life,I`d always thought,
I didn`t want to die.
I had so much to live for,
So much left yet to do,
It seemed almost impossible,
That I was leaving all of you.
I thought of all the yesterdays,
The good ones and the bad,
The thought of all the love we all shared,
And all the fun we had.
If I could relive yesterday,
Just even for a while,
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I`d say good-bye and kiss you all,
And maybe see you smile.
But then I fully realized,
That this could nelver be,
For emptiness and memories,
Would take the place of me.
And when I thought of worldly things,
I might miss come tomorrow,
I thought of you all and when I did,
My heart was filled with sorrow.
But when I walked through heaven`s gates,
I felt so much at home.
When God looked down and smiled at me,
From His great golden throne,
He said,"This is eternity,
And all I`ve promised you."
Today your life on earth is past,
But here life starts anew.
I promise no tomorrow,
But today will always last,
And since each day`s the same way,
There`s no longing for the past.
You have been so faithful,
So trusting and so true.
Though there were times
You did some things,
You knew you shouldn`t do.
But you have been forgiven,
And now at last you`re free.
So woun`t you come and take my hand,
And share my life with me?
So when tomorrow starts without me,
Don`t thank we`re far apart,
For every time you all think of me,
I`m right here in your all`s heart`s.
[LOVE MOM]

just wanted to let mom know i talk to a guy yesterday and he loved billy very much we stood and talked about alot of the old times and some recent i realy had a nice talk with him i enjoyed it just remembering how funny and full of life billy was we miss him very much
good luck to you mom and i love all of you rip billy

To mom, that poem is so pretty and so true.I hope your doing ok? tell shan and john hi for me.remember we will get though all this some how.some people think let this rest but they don't know how it fills until they have been through it.losing someone to natural causes comes easier than to losing someone like we did billy. R.I.P billy!

The dead cannot cry out for justice;it is a duty of the living to do so for them.

WITH LOVE TO MY BROTHER
As the years went by, Our relationship became, More and more special to me.
I`ve always felt lucky to have had you for a brother, But I feel even more fortunate to have had you for a frind.
A brother and a frind I could count on, Anytime and anywhere.
We seem to be able to tell each outher every thing.
And I just wount God and the people to know how much I appreciate the closeness we had Between us. The love I had for you, And how much it means to me, That I was able to share so much with you when you were here.
My Brother, My Frind, Love John.

Billy journey has just begun, Don`t think of Billy as gone away from you all, The Dad, Mom, Shan, JOHN.
Just think of Billy as resting from the sorrows and pain here on earth.
Billy is in a better place of warmth and comfort, Where there are no more tears and pain or sorrow.
Think of Billy as liveing in the heart`s of those who loved him. For nothing loved is ever lost.
Billy was loved so much by all.
R.I.P Billy, You were my son to.

There`s no sadness that`s greater,
No grief that`s more real for my son.
Grief is like the ocean,
It come`s in waves only to recede and come again,
But with it come`s healing,
Memories wash ashore and are bathed by the golden sun.
I grab hold of those memories of my son and let them fill the emptiness.
And somewhere a journey begin`s.
At the end of the worldly existence we know.
Somewhere a path stretches over the stars.
And the ocean of memories flow.
Somewhere a silence is heard far away and the brightness of day fill`s the night.
Where the trials of life are resolved into peace.
When justice`s is done, My son will be at peace.
Love Mom.

MY STARLIGHT OF THE NIGHT

There is a star I see at night...
The shine is eternal and it is so bright.
I pray you see this star too,
and think of me, thinking of you.

No matter how far apart we may be,
this star we can always see.
You are in my heart for all eternity,
the starlight in my eyes that never dies.

I'll never forget you...
The star I see at night.

We feel sad, for what we have lost.
We feel poor, for the empty spaces.
We feel rich, for we have each other.
We will cry, for what we can't have.
We will laugh, for our memories abound.
We will hurt, for the love we can't give.
We will rejoice, for the love we have received.
We will be restless, for our lives are not whole.
We will be peaceful, for we know it is not forever.

One night a man had a dream.

He dreamed he was walking along the beach with the Lord.

Scenes from his life flashed across the sky
and he noticed two sets of footprints in the sand,
one belonging to him and the other to the Lord.

When the last scene of his life had flashed before him,
he recalled that at the lowest and saddest times of his life
there was only one set of footprints.

Dismayed, he asked, "Lord, you said that once I decided to follow you,
you'd walk with me all the way.
I don't understand why, when I needed you most,
you would leave me."

The Lord replied, "My precious child.
I love you and I would never leave you.

During your times of trial and suffering
when you saw only one set of footprints...

That was when I carried you."

I loved all of the poems. This is the way that this topix should be. Keep of the kindness. I love you Billy and hope you are resting in peace in a lot better place. Hopefully justice will be served one of these day. There is not a day goes by that I don't think about Billy. He was a very special person and he was loved by so many family members and friends. We all miss you, but we know you are in a better place. LOVE YOU BILLY

It's been almost 6 months, I wonder if they got away with it or if someone will be indicted

HE ONLY TOOK MY HAND

Last night while I was trying to sleep
My son's voice I did hear
I opened my eyes and looked around
But he did not appear

He said Mom , you've got to listen
You've got to understand
God didn't take me away from you
He only took my hand

When I called out in pain that day
The moment that I died
He reached down and took my hand
And pulled me to His side

He pulled me up and saved me
From the misery and pain
My body was hurt so badly
I could never be the same

My search is really over now
I've found happiness within
All the answers to my empty dreams
And all that might have been

I love you Mom and miss you so
And I'll always be nearby
My body's gone forever
But my spirit will never die

And so , you must all go on now
And live and understand
God did not take me from you
He only took my hand.

Looks they they got away with self-defense.

Billy
On march the 12 you should have been 43 years old,
And there are many things I would like to say.
Of course, I love you,is at the top of my list,
And how very much you are missed.
Since you heard heaven`s song,
And jesus called you home.
What would I say if you were here,
And I could speak without a tear?
I`d say that you have always been a joy,
Ever since you first became my little boy.
I held you in my arms,
Enchanted by your charms,
For jesus put you in our home.
If I could just hear your voice,
Oh, how I would rejoice.
If I could look into your eyes,
If I could see your smiles,
Perhaps I could walk these many miles,
'Till jesus calls me home.
But for now it is just sorrow and tears,
I must look beyond tomorrow.
I do not walk alone this last mile,
My lord is with me through thes trials.
Someday soon, we will sing--
We`ll be together with our KING!
When jesus brings me home. Love you son.

poem wrote:

Billy
On march the 12 you should have been 43 years old,
And there are many things I would like to say.
Of course, I love you,is at the top of my list,
And how very much you are missed.
Since you heard heaven`s song,
And jesus called you home.
What would I say if you were here,
And I could speak without a tear?
I`d say that you have always been a joy,
Ever since you first became my little boy.
I held you in my arms,
Enchanted by your charms,
For jesus put you in our home.
If I could just hear your voice,
Oh, how I would rejoice.
If I could look into your eyes,
If I could see your smiles,
Perhaps I could walk these many miles,
'Till jesus calls me home.
But for now it is just sorrow and tears,
I must look beyond tomorrow.
I do not walk alone this last mile,
My lord is with me through thes trials.
Someday soon, we will sing--
We`ll be together with our KING!
When jesus brings me home. Love you son.

yes mom one day you will be able to sing and be with your son's and the king.it has been five months today and it still has not went to the jury yet.

D Boone,
What exactly is your deal? Every town posted on Topix in central KY, you are there, flapping your gums in a negative, threatening, obnoxious, arrogant, and uneducated way. Where, exactly are you from? Would you please go back there and shut your pie hole before someone hunts you down and turns that pie hole into a soup hole?

The lord took you home,
we all miss and love you.
one day we will all be together
again and There will no longer
be a separation.
You will remain in our heart,
and soul, you are truly missed.

Love,
All of your family!

Missing You
Billy
There is so much we wish we could say to you,
We thank about you every day,
We miss your smile and laugh,
Neither lost nor forgotten,
We imagine them often.
It just doesn`t seem real that you`re not around,
We still look for you to come walking in,
We`ll never forget on the 4th of July,
As we sat on the curb,
Tears filled our eyes,
We found ourself looking for you,
until we realized what was true,
We will never again see you wave and your smile,
We won`t stand on the street and visit for a while,
No "how are you doing sis or brother" With a big hug to follow
No" what are you doing tonight" or "I`ll see ya tomorrow,
All of these things,
We cherish so dearly...
In our hearts,We will always remember so clearly...
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