“The Water’s Edge”

We fell on our faces under love’s burden;
These angels heard us cry, and
With outstretched hands became our friends.
As lush and rich as green foliage in the sun
May your dew remain fresh for every morn’,
Living love in a life that ends.
And when you may have grief to tend,
We want to be the strong and caring ones
To bear fruits of the blessed seeds you’ve sown
Until life’s troubles pass and sorrows end.
In soul and spirit you are so beautiful
That you bring comfort to all you’re near:
Our pains soothed we remain thankful,
For in you we have learned a gift so dear.
The Lord make you boundless as the sea.
As your seeds become trees along your water’s edge,
They shall bear fruit each season without fail.
Living love in a life that never ends,
Clara and Cresta: these angels make paradise prevail.

©Uche (2004)