To My Friends

This is a poem I wrote late last night after two of our dearest friends had left following supper and a movie (which, by the way, was funny).

The candles stand dark in their vases,

And dark is the room where we dined,

Yet still I remember their faces,

In which a holy light shined.

We laughed till we cried all together,

And talked of the sorrows we bore...

Yet still we look forward to Zion,

When we shall weep nevermore.

We've walked on a narrow, old pathway,

As the angels accompanied we,

And still we will walk with our Father,

Until rest in Zion we see.

Oh, dearest the friends of the Master!

How sweet the Spirit they bring;

And I shall always remember,

The times we spent praising the King.

August 29th, 2016

H. Paige Edwards

To Auntie J and Juanito ;)