"In Memory Of Mary"

Life is a graduality of us all No matter what comes our way. We do what we must To make our life meaningful. Days turn into night, Just as years turn into centuries, And every year is precious No matter what we become. So it was with Mary Who was so fine in her time, But even tho she's gone now, She will not be forgotten. When God called her forth, To the end of her time, She followed and was brave That His will be done. So it is that a loved one went To be with God and all that is, Be it as it may today, So it is tomorrow. Tears may be shed, By those left behind, Be it not in sadness of the loss, But in gladness of what is to be. For she has gone to God, And has been blessed indeed, Because she has been called To God's glowing side. She will embrace God's light, Maybe forever and a day; Per chance to be an angel To someone in need. Her spirit will last forever, In all who knew her. The memory of her laughter Will lighten our hearts. No one should feel sad In the absense of a sister, But be happy for sure, That she is with God. by Jann Newland ©July 2009 (This poem was requested by Frances Spivey, aka Pinklady,whose sister, Mary Burlee Pruitt, 84, went "home" June 21, 2009.  She will be missed)