Sunday, August 20, 2017

MY MEMORY ( Anonymous )

                              I'D  LIKE  THE  MEMORY  OF  ME
                                     TO BE A HAPPY ONE.

                              I'D  LIKE  TO  LEAVE  AN  AFTERGLOW
                                      OF  SMILES  WHEN  LIFE  IS  DONE.

                              I'D  LIKE  TO  LEAVE  AN  ECHO
                    WHISPERING  SOFTLY  DOWN  THE  WAYS,
                           OF  HAPPY  TIMES  AND  LAUGHING
                        TIMES  OF  BRIGHT  AND  SUNNY  DAYS.

                             I'D  LIKE  THE  TEARS  OF  THOSE  WHO
                                GRIEVE,  TO  DRY  BEFORE  THE  SUN
                            OF  HAPPY  MEMORIES  THAT  I  LEAVE
                                               WHEN  LIFE  IS  DONE,




                      

Tuesday, February 21, 2017

REST IN PEACE (GRACE E. EASLEY)

                                                          BOBBY

                         "REST IN PEACE,"  HOW MUCH THIS SAYS,
                          BE FREE OF PAIN NO MORE TO WEEP
                          FIND JOY THAT NEVER ENDS, POSSESS
                          NEW LIFE THAT HERE YOU COULD NOT KEEP.
                         "REST IN PEACE,"  AND THOUGH WE GRIEVE,
                          REACHING FOR YOUR HAND IN VAIN,
                          OUR FAITH IS SUCH THAT WE BELIEVE
                          THAT ALL OF US SHALL MEET AGAIN.

                         "REST IN PEACE,"  THE DRUMS ARE STILL,
                         THE SMOKE HAS CLEARED, THE BATTLE"S DONE.
                         AND NOW FOREVER YOURS TO KEEP
                         THE GOLDEN PRIZE THAT YOU HAVE WON.
                         AGAINST THE SUNRISE ON THE HILL,
                         YOUR COLORS WAVE UPON THE BREEZE,
                         WITH SHIELD OF HONOR, LANCE OF TRUTH,
                         YOU OVERCAME WITH SUCH AS THESE.

                        NO DIRGE OF SORROW SHALL WE PLAY,
                        FOR ONE WHO GOES TO MEET THE LORD.
                        COULD BUT WE ALL BE HEAVEN"S GUESTS,
                        AS YOU RECEIVE YOUR JUST REWARD.
                        DEAR BLESSED SLEEP THAT MERELY MARKS
                        THE ENDING OF A HOLY QUEST,
                        YOUR GENTLE TOUCH REMAINS UPON
                        THE HEARTS OF THOSE WHO LOVED YOU BEST.



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