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
Inherited The Wind
Kenneth R. Jenkins
Poet's note: This was written in memory of a young man that was a member of our Church who passed away suddenly so young.
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Poem topics: I miss you, alone, family, memory, pain, sorrow, voice, soul, ready, long, place, moment, clear, strong, goodbye, share, high, short, Valentine's Day, home, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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