May We All Meet!

How do I love you, let me count the ways,

Someone else said that in earlier days.

It's so hard to say what you've done for me,

Just knowing you care has made my heart free.

Your kindness and love was always shown,

And my love for you has truly grown.

Thanks for those prayers that made me well,

And for all those cards in the afternoon mail.

When I was sick and had time to ponder,

I hurt deep inside when my mind began to wander.

But friends like you were always there,

Giving me the strength to fight and care.

When I can't be there in body to worship with you,

I'm with you in my thoughts and spirit too.

Thanks again for those prayers of love,

And may we all meet in the heavens above.

Written by

Bonnie Johnson-May