She had danced long enough, it was time to meet the band
she had sailed through the rough, gonna take the Captain’s hand.
she had strolled through the garden, now she sees the Botanist
she was lonely here without him, now she’s with the one she missed.
We count our days in years
What we reap we give
When our time on earth is o’er
We’ve eternity left to live.
An elderly lady I knew from church passed away this morning, and I was thinking about her a lot today. She was a widow for quite a while and living on her own. She had just got a room at an old age home, and was excited to move there, so it seemed. She was staying at her brother’s home for a few nights and sleeping in the same room with her sister-in-law.
Her SIL woke up in the morning and noticed she had passed away during the night. I thought she might have been thinking something like “I think I’d like to go now…” and off she went. Peaceful.