My Aunt Thelma
Her knowledge of faith's right
in essence, not contrite
she spoke with rigors heralding
not jarring to incite!
On her my trust could lean,
a family in-between,
I loved her for her fairness sight
without a trace of learned respite!
I missed her, now and then
I'd call her, when I can,
when learning of her now demise
a sadness helped me realize ~
She'll never come again,
Oh, Thelma, praise, amen ~
We love you for our families plight
you settled with your brave insight!
Until we meet again ~
your blessings linger then,
God keep you now, for all times spent,
Our time on Earth ~ we only rent!
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