IN THAT OLD BY AND BY * A POEM *
There by the river by that big oak tree,when it comes time to bury me………..
dress me in my working clothes for that’s how I lived my life.
Just me and my children and my loving wife,
taught me kindness not hatefulness and constant strife
Down by the gully where we first did meet……….
walking down that hill is where I became complete.
Not time for excuses not time for sad goodbyes,
moving toward heaven I’ll still see your eyes.
It’s my son’s and daughters that held my head so high……….
that God did bless me in this life.
And that he did keep me strong straight and true,
giving me such wonderful gifts that included you.
There by the river by that big oak tree,when it comes time to bury me………..
dress me in my working clothes for that’s how I lived my life.
Sweet,strong n true Leslie please don’t hang your head and cry,
just you remember we’ll see each other once again …come by and by.
Thank you
DL
This is beautiful 🙂
Close your eyes….breath naturally ….see the squirrel….
feel the squirrel…………be the squirrel….
Relaxed now…?
Thank goodness as I would have hated to tell you that this blog is now closed if you were all excited….
🙂
DL