Buffalo: Forest Lawn

Heaven Is My Home


Come as we go far away from the noise of the street
Walk a path so narrow to a place where we feel at ease
Some think it is haunting to be drawn to the cemetery ground as we
There's a stillness here thankful found

Child's pose angelic, a stone lamb at her feet
Part the matted overgrowth to read the carven elegy
Some think it so haunting to be drawn to the cemetery ground as we
There's a stillness here thankful found

Born in New Albion of Rice family elite
Wed to Myron Bilowe, thrice with sons blessed was she
Some think it so haunting to be drawn to the cemetery ground as we
God's acre is a fenced in hallowed ground

Here soon to rise up Amelia tender and sweet
Her last words spoken "all is well, all is peace"
Some think it so haunting to be drawn to the cemetery ground as we
God's acre is a fenced in hallowed ground