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Saturday, April 07, 2012

In loving memory . . .


We have this moment to hold in our hands
and to touch as it slips through our fingers like sand;
Yesterday's gone and tomorrow may never come,
But we have this moment today.


Remembering . . .
Bennie Everhart
20 March 1948 ~ 07 April 2010

Hold tight to the sound of the music of living,
Happy songs from the laughter of children at play;
Hold my hand as we run through the sweet fragrant meadows,
Making mem'ries of what was today.

Tender words, gentle touch and a good cup of coffee,
And someone who loves me and wants me to stay;
Hold them near while they're here and don't wait for tomorrow,
To look back and wish for today.

Take the blue of the sky and the green of the forest,
And the gold and the brown of the freshly mown hay;
Add the pale shades of spring and the circus of autumn,
And weave you a lovely today.

For we have this moment to hold in our hands
and to touch as it slips through our fingers like sand;
Yesterday's gone and tomorrow may never come,
But we have this moment today.

Lyrics by Gloria Gaither
Music by William J. Gaither
© 1975 William J. Gaither

1 comment:

Gini said...

Thinking of you on this day. . . beautiful memorial and poem, it says so much and is so very true.

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