Description: Written by my Grandmother on July 5th 1998 at 5:40 in the morning.

Father, it's four past the midnight hour and soon will come the dawn. I sit here in such awesome peace spending my time with you alone.

You are so real within my soul, your there when I need to know that some one loves me very much and father in you I trust. Hear the sound of a lonesome dove, calling for a mate unknown and wondering when she will find him and just how soon he'll come.

Note from her: Father, you are all I need and I don't need anything to keep my from keeping my mind stayed on you.

Another note from her: Father what took my lonesome dove so long to come i'm still waiting. Let it be soon, I truly need a friend if it is your will, send mine to me.