May God bless you and your...

To My Sisters and Brothers n the loss of our brother. On Jordan's stormy banks i stand and cast a wishful eye. To Canaan's fair and happy land,where my possessions lie. No chillin winds nor poisnous breath can reach that healthful shore;Sickness and sorrow,pain and death are felt and feared no more. When shall i reach that happy place and be forever blest. When i see my Father's face and in his bosom rest.My prayers are with you all.
Linda Celius Lewis
January 12, 2013 | Richmond, VA