The times have come the times have gone
Some times were good and some forlorn
The heart remembers with a smile
The days that made our lives worthwhile.
The gentle deeds and loving word
Our ears with gratitude have heard
Are not forgot but linger long
And in our minds repeat the song
That angels in the clouds on high
Will echo till the day we die
That God is love not foolish pride
And comforts us from deep inside !
Claire V. Bogdanos 