Although your work on earth is done,
Your life in heaven has just begun.
Your struggles here were hard and long,
But they're over now; you're finally home.
Life wasn't easy, by choice or fate.
A decision made, sometimes too late.
A fight to the finish, always strong.
Rest easy, Mom, you're finally home.
Poem About Finishing Work On Earth
I was raised mostly by my Grandmother, my Dads Mom and even though its been yrs. Since her passing I miss and think of her every single day. We were very close when I was growing up. She...
Finally Home
Published by Family Friend Poems February 2008 with permission of the Author.
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