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 The Joy Heaven Felt In Loving Memory of Gram Lorraine There was much ado with good reason 'Cause entrance to heaven was in season The trees seemed taller than the day before The sands shone their brightest, on the seashore The roses had never smelled so fine The grapes of the earth made the finest wine The streams pranced merrily like dancers on stage The air filled with the scent…of thyme and sage The waves roared louder than an angry lion The stars held fast, like the belt of Orion The mountains were as proud as a father to be The sky was clear…far as the eye could see The water was as blue as a baby's eyes And from the ground…flowers did arise The colors were richer than the wealthiest man The most peaceful day since time began Laughing children rang the chimes of the heart And all of nature was a grand work of art These things all were, and there'll be no rival To the joy heaven felt at your pending arrival Forever in our hearts, Dearest Gram Lorraine Long after the wind, swept away your pain  TQD |