Peace Is Our Relief
If from Up high, you feel, you're
falling like a leaf
Because of undue haste, that has
turned to grief
Or, a loved one's passing was much
too brief
Being that DEATH, in the night, came
like a thief
And, it does you, No justice, to buy a
memorial wreath
Remember how, in time of TROUBLE,
Peace Is Our Relief
Copyright © Karin Edwards | Year Posted 2010
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