August 5,1977
July 16,1962
He's now at rest "neath the clay."
The birds they sing daily for him
The flowers bloom along the way.
His soul is now with the Master
In that sweet home above.
There he's found peace and laughter
And lives mist perfect love.
Until that precious moment
When my Savior calls me home,
Then we will be with Christ forever
Singing around God's Heavenly Throne.
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