Grandma Jones' Poem
Grandma Jones' PoemAnother Leaf
fell from the aged tree and slept
there in the Garden.
I followed it to the ground and wept
as it rested between the headstones.
Sorrow, bourne on the wind
exhaled after a long drawn breath,
and tears wrung from souls And then
washed the hearts inner depth
with subtle Hope.
I close my eyes
searching with my heart.
There deep in the garden
are those who've had to depart.
O' Eloim your Mercy and Grace are forever!
And as I listen with my heart
the wind sings with faint voicing
of loved ones rejoicing
After ages apart
How Merciful the Mercy of Eloim...
A Garden Poem to
Granny Jones
08 15 00
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