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Helen was my Aunt. I wrote this poem in memory of her:
For Helen
Heaven opened her gates again today
To let pass a child of God come home to stay.
Though greatly missed will she be here,
Through memories precious we keep her near.
What comfort can simple words give
To the saddened hearts of those who yet live?
With downcast eyes and unabated tears,
We look back with longing over the past years.
Sometimes with regret and then again sadness
But most times with joy and great, great gladness.
We feel on our souls deeply the impression
Of the touch of a life and its daily expression.
We remember a woman with a kind and loving heart,
And a generous spirit from which we ache to part.
Too short was the time that we had to share,
But say goodbye we must, even be it hard to bare.
This day we mourn, while yet rejoice
That she has been called by God’s voice
And now finds herself again at peace
Safe inside the gates of Heaven, she rests at ease.
Brenda Isamoyer
03/18/2006
Brenda Isamoyer <brenbren@enter.net>
Saturday, March 18, 2006 at 16:51 (EDT)
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