The older we get,
The more ready we must be
For our angel friends
To leave you and me.
They ascend to heaven
Where loved ones wait
To greet them in song
At the pearly gate.
When our hair turns silver
And wrinkles show our age,
We have to be ready
To turn the eternal page.
The eighties are great;
It’s a decade of reflection
And a time to appreciate
Every earthly connection.
But it also is a time
When we look at this season
As the winter of our years,
And we search for life’s reason.
We look at life differently
Than we did in our teens.
We see through our experience
What life is – what purpose means.
It’s not about what we can get,
Or what riches we acquire.
It’s about the love we give
To the people we admire.
It’s about reaching out to strangers
Who are falling between the crack.
It’s about filling their needs –
Helping give the things they lack.
Reaching up in prayer and praise
I thank the Lord for all His gifts.
As long as I have life and breath,
I’ll reach out to give others lifts.
I hope you’ll use your senior years
To do the same – to spread your love –
Because we are blessed to be a blessing.
For every day, I thank. God above.
My Prayer for You
When your time comes
To say good-bye to earth,
May the angels welcome you
And your friends rejoice at your New Birth!
Welcome to Heaven, Phyllis.
I miss you here…
But I rejoice at your Eternal Reunion.
May all who were blessed by your presence
And who entered the pearly gates before you did
Be there to welcome you HOME.
God bless you!
Keep the light on!