May the roads rise to meet you,
May the wind be always at your back,
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
The rain fall soft upon your fields
And, until we meet again,
May God hold you in the hollow of his hand.
My family and I would like to pay tribute to Toya. We all loved her so much and she will be missed. I came across a poem that I would like to share because I feel that if Toya would have been able to leave some words, these are the words she would have spoke...
When I am gone, release me, let me go.
You have so many things to see and do.
You mustn’t tie yourself to me with tears.
Be happy that we had so many years.
