Willie Lee White(My PaPa)

Some one please tell me where i can go to obtain a picture of my grandpa I dont have any. I am sooooo Sad.

A train went through a burial gate,
A bird broke forth and sang,
And trilled, and quivered, and shook his throat
Till all the churchyard rang;

And then adjusted his little notes,
And bowed and sang again.
Doubtless, he thought it meet of him
To say good-by to men.

Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting:
The Soul that rises with us, our life's Star,
Hath had elsewhere its setting,
And cometh from afar:
Not in entire forgetfulness,
And not in utter nakedness,
But trailing clouds of glory do we come
From God, who is our home:
Heaven lies about us in our infancy!

Thanks for being the worlds greatest and best Papa any
granddaughter could ever have.
I love you.
Momma took it realy hard.
Tell my grandma that I love her and miss her.