The Passing

We're sorry that you're passing on,
Your presence will be missed;
No more to walk this path with you,
No more on Christmas list.

We're glad we made the trip this year
To bid our fond goodbyes,
It eased the pain, affirmed the bonds
Of friendship's precious ties.

Though passing first, like birth of twins,
Leaves one behind quite sad,
We trust balloons and ice cream wait
For you on other side.

Our parting for a moment is,
The mist’s before our eyes;
Yet trusting that His love abounds
O' re there – His great surprise.

Thank you for being part of life
Throughout the days of yore;
God bless you in your journey hence,
With peace for  evermore.

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