A mere seed signifies her birth
Basking in the Son’s warm glow
She embeds her roots into the earth
Inch by inch, she flourishes and grows
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Her petals of golden yellow rays
And her lush, emerald green leaves
Chase the sun’s scorching blaze
The bread of life, she receives
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She stands tall on her stalk
With her bloom facing opposite west
Hand in hand, beside Jesus, she walks
Soon, she’ll be laid to rest
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As we grieve and agonize
The pain and suffering of her plight
We must trust and realize
The Holy Spirit holds her tight
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At the end of her demise
With grandma and grandpa, she’ll reunite
And with Christ, she will rise
And there she’ll find pure delight
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With her death, we’ll cry and say goodbye
And the passing of every night
Through the dark and dismal skies
Brings the dawning of the Son’s light
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And then much, much later
We will be with her- Ginny, our sister, mother, wife
And the Lord, our Creator
Rejoicing for eternity in the afterlife
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Poem written by Beth Malbon
🌻 Dedicated to my Mom, Ginny Malbon September 17, 1947 to February 3, 2016
