Leonela Roseleth Lopez Chancay

The Broken Chain

We knew little that morning

That God was going to call your name.

In life we loved you dearly;

In death we do the same.

It broke our hearts to lose you,

You did not go alone;

For part of us went with you

The day God called you home.

You left us beautiful memories,

Your love is still our guide;

And though we cannot see you,

You are always at our side.

Our family chain is broken,

And nothing seems the same;

But as God calls us one by one,

The Chain will link again