Legs not working, throat is hoarse?
Keep on moving through this course
Now the final testing days
Your new twilight is a maze.
Christ your Lord waits at the end
His design on every bend
Your mansion’s ready; doors ajar
Loving friends come from afar.
Helping hands to move you in
Your paradise neat as a pin
Hand made gifts to bless your heart
From those who first held Heavens art.
Your home of homes, your loved ones near
Can you recall when you shed a tear?
Joy forever; love not lost
Fresh as the morning and the Life that it cost.
W.B Sept ‘14