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Inherited The Wind

Kenneth R. Jenkins



In memory of Christean Cook



….and just like that he’s gone.



My bags are packed and ready to go

The travels will not be too long.

I will miss family and friends too.

This isn’t goodbye at all please be strong.



I hear my Savior calling me

I hear Him calling me home.

No more sorrow or pain and I won’t be alone

My Savior’s face I will see.



The time here was short but bittersweet,

Spent to what I could do here.

My time will come I will see you all,

That moment now, I hear my Savior’s voice clear.


I will miss all of you on this side,

But await to see you there.

Our new home above the skies,

Where we all will share.



Time is ticking and I must go,

Away from this place.

Where I will rest my soul,

Seeing a brand-new face.



Away I go away

No more burdens and pains.

No sad, sad days day

All glorious days among high. 27 Sept 2020

(C) Kenneth R. Jenkins
09/16/2021


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