Michael Shane Lee was born February 5, 1980 in Oklahoma City, OK. He died in Oklahoma City on August 12, 2016. Michael was incredibly eager to always help people. He had a contagious smile that will be missed and a witty sense of humor. Michael had a gift and a love for working on cars. He was close with his family and especially close to his grandma, sandy and grandpa, Kelmith Freeman. Michael is survived by his parents, Angie Hardy and husband David; brothers, Daniel & Dale Willis; and sister, Angie Carbajal. We will miss him dearly but find comfort in knowing that he is peaceful in heaven.
Michael we hold onto the promise
that we will all be together one day
To live and love forever in solace
Never to lose you again. We pray
PRECIOUS MEMORIES
Precious memories, unseen angels
Sent from somewhere to my soul
How they linger, ever near me
And the sacred scenes unfold.
Precious memories, how they linger
How they ever flood my soul
In the stillness of the midnight
Precious, sacred scenes unfold.
Precious father, loving mother
Fly across the lonely years
And old home scenes of my childhood
In fond memory appear.
In the stillness of the midnight
Echoes from the past I hear
Old-time singing, gladness bringing
From that lovely land somewhere.
I remember mother praying
Father, too, on bended knee
Sun is sinking, shadows falling
But their prayers still follow me.
As I travel on life's pathway
Know not what the years may hold
As I ponder, hope grows fonder
Precious memories flood my soul.
Michael we hold onto the promise
that we will all be together one day
To live and love forever in solace
Never to lose you again. We pray
PRECIOUS MEMORIES
Precious memories, unseen angels
Sent from somewhere to my soul
How they linger, ever near me
And the sacred scenes unfold.
Precious memories, how they linger
How they ever flood my soul
In the stillness of the midnight
Precious, sacred scenes unfold.
Precious father, loving mother
Fly across the lonely years
And old home scenes of my childhood
In fond memory appear.
In the stillness of the midnight
Echoes from the past I hear
Old-time singing, gladness bringing
From that lovely land somewhere.
I remember mother praying
Father, too, on bended knee
Sun is sinking, shadows falling
But their prayers still follow me.
As I travel on life's pathway
Know not what the years may hold
As I ponder, hope grows fonder
Precious memories flood my soul.
Michael Shane Lee was born February 5, 1980 in Oklahoma City, OK. He died in Oklahoma City on August 12, 2016. Michael was incredibly eager to always help people. He had a contagious smile that will be missed and a witty sense of humor. Michael had a gift and a love for working on cars. He was close with his family and especially close to his grandma, sandy and grandpa, Kelmith Freeman. Michael is survived by his parents, Angie Hardy and husband David; brothers, Daniel & Dale Willis; and sister, Angie Carbajal. We will miss him dearly but find comfort in knowing that he is peaceful in heaven.
Michael we hold onto the promise
that we will all be together one day
To live and love forever in solace
Never to lose you again. We pray
PRECIOUS MEMORIES
Precious memories, unseen angels
Sent from somewhere to my soul
How they linger, ever near me
And the sacred scenes unfold.
Precious memories, how they linger
How they ever flood my soul
In the stillness of the midnight
Precious, sacred scenes unfold.
Precious father, loving mother
Fly across the lonely years
And old home scenes of my childhood
In fond memory appear.
In the stillness of the midnight
Echoes from the past I hear
Old-time singing, gladness bringing
From that lovely land somewhere.
I remember mother praying
Father, too, on bended knee
Sun is sinking, shadows falling
But their prayers still follow me.
As I travel on life's pathway
Know not what the years may hold
As I ponder, hope grows fonder
Precious memories flood my soul.
Michael we hold onto the promise
that we will all be together one day
To live and love forever in solace
Never to lose you again. We pray
PRECIOUS MEMORIES
Precious memories, unseen angels
Sent from somewhere to my soul
How they linger, ever near me
And the sacred scenes unfold.
Precious memories, how they linger
How they ever flood my soul
In the stillness of the midnight
Precious, sacred scenes unfold.
Precious father, loving mother
Fly across the lonely years
And old home scenes of my childhood
In fond memory appear.
In the stillness of the midnight
Echoes from the past I hear
Old-time singing, gladness bringing
From that lovely land somewhere.
I remember mother praying
Father, too, on bended knee
Sun is sinking, shadows falling
But their prayers still follow me.
As I travel on life's pathway
Know not what the years may hold
As I ponder, hope grows fonder
Precious memories flood my soul.
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