The Lord sits upon a marshmallow cloud
Waiting, comforting, welcoming Ian home
Finally, Ian wakes at the tender smile of Jesus
All is well, all is well.
You, stooped in grief and memories
Await your turn to sit with the Lord
Who said "Be not afraid for I am
With you always, even to the end of time
Ian is whole and will wait for you
No more suffering, sickness
He has climbed the 'silver cord'
To live in his real home.
"There is no death tho' eyes grow dim
There is no death when I think on Him
I'll lean on Him forever and He'll forsake
Me never."
With much love from Aussie (Kay)
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