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I offer here a Praise/Poem,
That just came to my mind,
To a family, who live in UK,
Nicer people you'll never find.
They be a Christian family,
They praise God, day and night,
They bury today the Matriarc,
At Eighty Three, she fought the fight.
You and Yours Condolences
By Arley Steinhour 110811
(In dedication to the grief of the Hughes Family,)
*To you and yours, I send my heart,
To hold a portion of your tears,
As you send home, your loving matriarch,
Who graced this world so many years.
*I cannot say I love her,
Near as much as family,
I can but guess the loving warmth,
You felt, bouncing on her knee.
*I pray her welcome at Heaven's Gate,
Went well, as St Peter led her within,
The joy she felt, we cannot rate,
She's young, and perfect thin.
*The grass and flowers serenade,
The trees dance in the breeze,
Jesus walks her ore the Glade,
At His feet, she'll bend her knees.
*She has a brand new Mansion,
With everything just right,
She Praises Him, our God, the Son,
No Tears, no Pain, no Night.
*So Praise the Lord dear family,
The Christian thing to do,
As you pass the casket, remember me,
In Christian Love, I'm there with you.