God
checked His Heavenly Orchestra and found an empty place.
He
then looked down upon His earth and saw your loving face.
He
put His arms around you and lifted you to rest.
God's
orchestra is Wunnerful; He always takes the best.
He
knew that you were suffering, He knew you were in pain.
He
also knew you'd not be well upon His earth again.
He
saw your path was difficult, He closed your tired eyes.
Just
as your family asked, He whispered "Peace be Thine".
We
know you're sleeping calmly at last so free of pain.
We
would not wish you back to earth only to suffer again.
You've
left us precious memories, your loving example our guide.
You'll
live on through your music and your memories at our side.
We
want to be sure you know that you've not gone on alone,
For
part of us went with you on the day God called you home.
God's
orchestra is waiting to greet you at the gate.
So
many familiar faces that no longer have to wait.
Bring
that accordion right on in and fill that empty space.
It's
meant especially for you, Myron, with all God's Loving Grace.
