Inherited The Wind

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