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
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 09/16/2021
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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