A Rose for Heaven

There is a new angel,holding the hand of Jesus
in God's heaven up above
She has left this world, as we know
but, has left behind her love
With a heart so tender,without a flaw
like a perfect diamond, so rare
She looked over her family,like a flock
with tender loving care
A perfect wife for over sixty years
she always was by her husbands side
These things of love, she did without effort
not being able to, she would not abide
A great-grandmother,a grandmother, a mother
a wife, a friend, a rose
A perfect flower by the hand of God
till her life came to a close
My grandmother will never die
as long as her family survives
We will tell of all her loving stories
pass them down, through our children's lives!




Jeff Orebaugh

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