A Poem

this little poem fell out of her Bible.

TO THOSE I LOVE AND THOSE WHO LOVE ME

When I am gone, release me, let me go.

I have so many things to see and do

You musn't tie yourself to me with tears.

Be happy that we had so many beautiful years.

I gave to you my love, You can only guess

how much you gave to me in happiness.

I thank you for the love you each have shown,

But now it's time I traveled on alone.

So grieve for me awhile if grieve you must

Then let your grief be comforted by trust

it's only for awhile that we must part

So Bless the memories within your heart.

By Marcella Aerts