I wrote this in Leon's honor for our children that we were blessed to have. He passed away March 7th 2002 after several years of suffering serious health problems. Leon never gave up his joking, clown like personality. He enjoyed poetry and wrote some himself. I felt like his hand was on mine as I wrote this to be read at his funeral in hopes to ease "OUR" suffering. WITH LOVE TO YOU LEON ! From US ! |
With Love From Above by Rose Ann Jenneman Like a thief in the night, gathers this precious soul Without a single fight, to make his body whole. The child God delivered, he's now taken away. Not a sound can be heard, there's nothing he can say. Warm sunlight all around, as peacefulness is felt. My final home I've found, the winning card is dealt. Don't shed a tear for me, I don't want you to cry. Fond memories the key, while looking at the sky. I'm up here, looking down, knowing how much you care. Think of me as the clown, when sorrows hard to bear. I'll be with you always, No matter where you'll be. Happy thoughts fill your days I love you all, from ME. from the heart |
In Memory of Leon D. Jenneman |
I wrote this in Leon's honor for our children that we were blessed to have. He passed away March 7th 2002 after several years of suffering serious health problems. Leon never gave up his joking, clown like personality. He enjoyed poetry and wrote some himself. I felt like his hand was on mine as I wrote this to be read at his funeral in hopes to ease "OUR" suffering. WITH LOVE TO YOU LEON ! From US ! |
