Sister dear, I love you so, I know its nearing your time to go. God please take my sister by the hand and lead her swiftly to the promise land. A new body for her to soul to wear No more heavy burden for her to bear. No more pain, no more sorrow, We shall only part until that promised tomorrow. In you company forever to be, to hear the angels songs of glee. Soar through the clouds sweet sister of mine, we will meet again upon His chosen time. Until that day we will have to part, Until then I shall carry you upon my heart. A poem by Ruth RIch
Posted on: Tue, 06 Aug 2013 00:41:25 +0000
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