Donn,
You are in my thoughts....call me if you need to talk.
Tom
AT JOURNEY’S END
The heavens smiled when you were born,
Oh! The hearts you would touch along the way.
Church bells rang out while the angels adorned
Mountaintops that would reflect upon your day.
The love you gave to others is without compare,
And your heart was as tender as a blissful dove.
A gentle touch from your hands was with care,
And it all was given with unconditional love.
Heaven holds a special place for people like you,
That gave without any thoughts of personal gain;
When you were around the sky was always blue,
And the dark clouds of this life shed no pain.
So when the angels came to take you home,
There is a sadness that we have never known;
But in our sadness a quite voice whispers:
“You will go out in joy
and be led forth in peace;
the mountains and hills
will burst into song before you,
and all the trees of the field
will clap their hands.”
For it is not in this life where you have been,
But it’s where you’re going at journey’s end.
Epaphroditus
July 24, 2004