(Note: I ask you to bless each one, with: Baruch-Atah (name), as each is shown, if you will) [Baruch-Atah = 'Blessed are you/the one/'], Thanks//as//)
Twenty Seven HOME
By Arley Steinhour 121712
I forward this, for all to see,
The faces that no longer be,
When sanity, goes down the drain,
Death and horror, falls like acid-rain.
Children, all, wrapped in Jesus' arms,
Never, again, to feel horror's charms,
Fear, pain, and hunger, no-more,
Protected by God, on distant shore.
Soon we go, to join them all,
When we hear the Trumpet call,
Daughters, Sons, will light the path,
That we may take, before God's Wrath.
Like the teachers, now teaching in Heaven,
I pray they arrived, without 'Sin-Leaven,'
We need be 'HIS' before we leave mortal life,
If we hope to see God, and be Jesus' Wife.