Goodbye is very hard to say to you Ms. Joy.  You knew me by the book.. you were always figuring out my next move.. when I was leaving to Jamaica you said to me if it does not work out .. come back .. “because Baldwin will never be the same .without you”I cried leaving you, and I requested that you visited me in Jamaica. You were my son Orel Ashman second mother, you always asked Mr . G and I why we bothering your boy.  We missed a Queen. Sleep on my friend you will be our Rose 🌹 in Heaven.

Goodbye Baldwin’s Rose

Your candle has burnt out , but your footsteps will be still here.