Like apples of gold in settings of silver, is a word spoken in right circumstances. Proverbs 25:11
This poem was written by a friend who told me she woke with it on her heart in the middle of the night, and had to write it down. It has brought much comfort to Chris and I.
Her gentle breath was but a
whisper against our hearts
and yet we were caught off guard
as to the fierceness of our love for her…
What will we do now with
this emptiness that will be
forever hers? Adore the One to
Whom she now belongs and
know that He loves her more…
Fly on wings of eagles, sweet Ellie,
Our memories hold you dear
Your earthly time was not to be,
but, forevermore, you will be
our stairsteps into eternity…
Your friends are so eloquent!! Such a beautiful procession of words. Thank you for sharing.
What a beautiful poem!