A tribute to L. Milton Hankins, may he rest in peace.
“Perching on a fencepost, the meadowlark calls in sweet trilling tones like a solo marimba.” L. Milton Hankins The meadow lark happily sits along the fencepost singing away and watches as Milton appears all aglow and here to stay God’s creatures gather around to watch this beautiful scene In this heavenly place where it’s forever peaceful and serene He awoke to the faint sounds of meadowlarks singing under the sun As peaceful feelings envelope, his pain is gone, realizing he has none The air is warm and fragrant of fresh summer flowers in bloom As he smells a familiar scent getting closer, his late wife’s perfume He hears her voice coming closer and she appears at his side She tells him he has crossed over and reunited with his bride He feels tears of joy and peace knowing they're now reunited and realizes he's crossed over to heaven, so happily delighted The meadowlark joyfully sings on the fencepost singing his tune As other birds join in a welcoming serenade to Milt as they croon
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