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Tribute to Rich {1953-2020)
He touched my heart in many ways He was so sweet and mild We called him “Dickie” in those days,. My sister’s gentle child. Then as he grew in many ways We marveled at his skill.. He embraced the better things in life, Always steadfast in his will. In manhood he was known as “Rich” So very appropriately. He worked and played so hard in life. As he raised a family. ! thank God for the privilege Of knowing “Rich” this way He was my awesome nephew Who now has gone away.
With love, Aunt Dolores Fruth
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Outliving My Peers Dolores Fruth (2020)
No one remembers the day I was born. No memories to share, I should feel forlorn. No tales to repeat about things that we did In our formative days when I was a kid. I alone tell the stories of an earlier day. No one to dispute the things that I say. I now miss the kids that played on the street Roller skating and kick ball were always a treat. Days full of laughter and fun with each friend Till the street lights came on to signal the end. And now I look back to the century that’s past I didn’t know then that I would be last. I cherish the memories as I dream in my chair. And wish they were here, our childhood to share. My friends now are younger yet I can relate As we chatter together, my life is still great. I am no longer lonely and life is as sweet As the days when I played on that long ago street. God grant me the wisdom to relish my fable And enjoy the future as long as I’m able
Elijah on the Mountain…(1 Kings19: 11-13) Dolores Fruth
He sent me to the mountain And said he’d meet me there The children have deserted God Now I am in despair. A wind tore through the mountain It shattered rocks apart The Lord was never in the wind Nor did he touch my heart. An earthquake hit the mountain I hung on desperately Where is the voice of God, I moaned, Has he deserted me? A fire then scorched the mountain The flames were fierce and hot. The Lord was not within the fire Yet still his voice I sought. Oh then within the silence As I sat so quietly I heard the whisper of the Lord, As he brought hope to me. Just as Elijah heard his voice In a whisper on the hill Let us in silence watch and wait To understand his will.
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