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From Maida with Love

 

BELOW IS A POEM THAT I WROTE FOR A WONDERFUL WIDOW

 THAT LIVED NEXT DOOR

 AND WE OFTEN SAT TOGETHER AND TALKED OVER OLD TIMES.

SHE DIED OF CANCER

AND HER SON READ THIS POEM AT HER FUNERAL.

 IT IS AS IF SHE SENT IT FROM HEAVEN.

YOUR OLD FRIEND LES.

 

From Maida with Love...

Oh the sweetness of the passing,
Oh the joy that I now behold,
Oh the blessed peace of dyeing,
Now God has my hand to hold.
 
 
Thank You Lord for no more suffering,
Thank You Lord for taking me Home,
Thank You Lord for Your great blessings,
Help them Lord that I have left alone.
 
 
As I crossed the Great Divide,
An Angel took me by the hand,
An, lead me up the stairway to Heaven,
Now here before our Creator, I stand.
 
 
Tis'  now, Oh such a blessing,
To be Home in Heaven at last,
I'll be waiting for you, my loved ones,
When your time on earth has passed.
 
 
 
WITH LOVING MEMORIES FOR ALL
 
By Your Friend
Les

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