IN MEMORY OF DAYS GONE BY
Saddened thoughts they do abound
On each important day
And as we make our forward trek
We see a different way
A little insight, a few new plans
New thoughts, new hopes and dreams
We don’t appear to move at all
What is, is not as seems
There really are good reasons
For each untimed event
And life it does afford us
Short time to pine, repent
As we move on at our snail’s pace
We inch a little nearer
To what? We sense, yet feel unsure
But know it will be dearer
Dearer than the things we have
And those we think we’ve lost
Our goal is to achieve this thing
With little or no cost
Our minds do know just what is best
For each of us we’re sure
Our hearts are what was given us
To help us to endure
Although we know it’s right for us
We still think with a sigh
The lord does move in such strange ways
And we’ll never quite know why.
— Jacqueline Clindinin
There will be no service at this time. Online tributes may be made at
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