Cheryl

Laughter was your color

and joy, your song

There was music in your heartbeat

and beauty came of the things you touched

whether ivory or floral

or gardens of plenty

You made everything sing

the glory of God

You listened more than you spoke,

gave more than you took

Blessed those around you

with gentle grace and encouragement

Dancing and singing

How great is our God

Now, your true dance begins

where beauty abounds

and as Mike said,

‘you will feel at home there.’

patricia spreng