I look with rheumy eyes into this golden night
draws nigh. I remember when skies were blue and
the sun shone brightly. We were so young;
we felt on top of the world. We were rich in Our Heavenly Fathers love. We had our problems,
but God saw us through everything. Now the children are grown and gone their own ways.
I am alone now. My husband went home to God.
My heart is broken. Yet, this beautiful golden
night reminds me of Gods love as I feel His
loving arms wrap around me,
bringing me peace

My heart goes out to you sweet soul.
Jeannie





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