Poem For Deacon Jeanne Miller

Poem For Deacon Jeanne Miller Was amazed when I found my worst enemy Actually ended up being I, myself and me Throughout all of time and deep into space And, of course, it was me setting the pace. Out of complete control turned out being And only myself who was worth seeing Had an ego within my bright, big head If only I had listened to God instead. Should know that blessed will be the one Who gave God credit for what they had done It is He who I have religiously recognized While devil down deep there is disguised. With devil many times I have been annoyed God removed my sins and then devil destroyed A tremendous thought from God did did occur Instead of him what if Devil had been a her. So ho, ho, ho and have a very merry time Up tree of life you will start to timidly climb When gray, old and top you tried and reached Was due to great sermon to people you preached. James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran So blessed be our beloved Deacon Jeanne Never short sighted but hard to see her bean.