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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