Every little smile, every precious breath
holds it's own in Time,
lives on in spite of Death.
Every kind word captured,
Every good will done
Lives in a place where there is no Night,
Nor no need for a Sun.
Let Every Memory,
Let Every Act of Love,
Remind us that there is No Strife.
Earth may have claimed a body,
But
He Has WON a Life.
Written by Me, Inspired by Jesus, Dedicated to Mrs. Janette and so many others we have lost.
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