2 Mar 2010

Thinking of Nan

The frail frame
you carry today
will soon be resting
in a pot of clay.

Your spirit inside
will then be free,
beyond the veil
people wait for thee.

The body and spirit
apart for a while
before the morn
of an eternal smile.

A perfect body
not a frail frame
all this because
our Saviour came.

No comments:

Post a Comment