A Servant’s Life
This poem was written for my dear friend, Meg on the passing of her amazing father and the impact he had on my life.
I remember well his smiling face,
A caring man who was filled with grace.
If err you felt life’s burdens strong,
He’d be the one who knew right from wrong.
He’d sit you down with a listening ear,
And holy wisdom is what you’d hear.
A chosen vessel so filled with love,
Could only have come from God above.
I’m blessed to say he touched a cord,
When I saw my name upon his board.
This board you see showed more than names,
It witnessed love through others pains.
At Heaven’s gates he’s home at last,
A servant crowned and burdens cast.
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