Kristi went to be with the Lord February 13th, a litte after 8am.

Baby Take Your Bow
by Chris Rice

We’re gonna miss your song and dance, the way you made us laugh.
And we’re so glad we had the pleasure for awhile.
But on the other side you’ll find a better audience, just be yourself and you can’t help but make the angels smile.
Baby all the world’s a stage, playwright pans your final page and then he brings your curtain down, so blow us your kisses and drench our eyes, we’ll rise to our feet to wave goodbye, for now, so baby take your bow.
The world is lovelier because you had your moment here, and we could see a friend of heaven in your face.
And in your song we heard the longing for a distant shore and now your time has come to go and so be on your way.
Baby all the world’s a stage, playwright pans your final page and then he brings your curtain down.
So blow us your kisses and drench our eyes, we’ll rise to our feet to wave goodbye, for now, so baby take your bow.
The show is over now, it’s time to lay your burdens down, so baby take your bow.