The Call of Heaven
Come to me the wrestless, I will ease your mind
Come to me the seekers, I will help you find
Come to me the hurting I will ease your pain
Come to me the cold and wet I will stop the rain
Give to me my children, as I call them home to Me
Give to me my Richard, it's him I long to see
I know that you loved Richard, I could see it in your eyes
But I need Richards beauty, to shine in heavens skys
I will keep him safely, in my loving arms
I will surely keep him out of any harm
The days he spent on earth, were counted one by one
He took a lovely wife, and gave three lovely sons
In the eyes of children, you can look and see the man
That gave you joy and happiness, and everything he can
His time on earth has vanquished, his new life starts above
A life with Christ his Saviour, And a life again of Love
You will see him Betty, as will your sons and all
Who knew the man I cherish, when it's you I call
His days will be spent giving you, and everyone he knew
The strength to carry on through life, as his will start anew
In Memory of:
Richard "Uncle Dick" Pinkel
With deepest Sympathies:
James & Alice Merwin
� James Dale Merwin
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