Xaious, Master of Time Posted November 15, 2006 Report Posted November 15, 2006 (edited) Eighty four years she walked the earth, Until she passed, with constant mirth. And many years before, it was well known, Edna danced on feet her own. In the church they'd sing and pray, And she would dance in her own way. And on she danced for many years, But then one day there were some tears. One good leg she had to give, Her one and only way to live. I was only seven then, A time before I could remember when. And yet for all of my short life I always saw her gracious smile. Edna and Elmore, my great-grand, Were not that castle on the sand. That castle built upon the rock, Their daughter leads the sheep, their flock. Pastor Meryl, whom we love, Tells us words from God above. And then her son my father is, And for himself his three kids. My brother, sister, and myself, And rest of family, many else. Tuesday we gathered, most on time, And for our loss we all did pine. The preachers spoke and the misician played, And, yes, to tears the crowd was swayed. Edna's daughter, the youngest one, My nanny, oh, she cried the most. Pawpaw Elmore, must grieve the most, But sat there somber, like a ghost. Eighty-six years, he's been around, For sixty-seven, was with her found. And everyone did cry, we did, Even some of the youngest kids. But Edna is much better off, Indeed again she'll never cough. And the singer sang the truest words, Through the chorus, after verse. He sang of sights that we long won't see, And spoke of things to one day be. And the thing with God is you never lose, For today Edna's got new dancing shoes. -------- R.I.P. Edna Chauvin ___________________________________________ Self Explanatory. ...A sad past few days. Edited November 15, 2006 by Xaious, Master of Time
Cerulean Posted November 15, 2006 Report Posted November 15, 2006 She sounds like an amazing lady - I'm so sorry for your loss. *gentle hugs* Cerulean.
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