Eulogy Poem

EULOGY POEM I pick my pen up one last time And thank God for the words that rhyme, Amazing me when thoughts appear That I express so free and clear. For that one man who said to me, “You have a talent, I can see, Give it to God and you will find So many thoughts will come to mind.” I chose the name that says so well How quickly words will come that tell The story of a life well lived, A message that someone would give, A theme for something someone planned— They all came from my writing hand. And God’s the one to which I praise For all this talent’s many ways, For all it’s reached, for all it’s touched, It’s what I thank Him for so much. And now if my life here is o’er And I am there on heaven’s shore, It will not be because I’m good, For I’ve never really understood How God could stretch His love that day On Calvary’s cross through Christ that way And be so willing me to save From such a life in sin depraved. And through His mercy every day Forgive me when I went astray. All I can say now one more time In words again that easily rhyme: No matter what you think of me, I hope that in my life you’ll see That in this talent GOD is praised, Not any of my poetic ways! And some day soon I’ll see your face Of you who trust now in His grace. “The Ready Writer” says “Good night” For my faith now has turned to sight. (I hope this is not for any time soon!)