No longer to shed a tear … but only to know the joy of this place called Heaven
No longer to know pain
No longer to feel alone or not understand the day
She is home…hearing the angels as they welcomed her in sounds of joy
She sees all those she has loved … and hears as they say “well home”
She will walk the streets of Gold…hearing the Angels as they sing in voices so full of love…the sound becomes your heart …
She is Home… she has seen the face of God
REST My Sweet Aunt
Love
Lynda
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