Savannah House

 

A visit to bless the sick one

With great intentions for that to be done.

I shared my talent with her that day

We even bowed our heads to pray.

We talked of family and friends

She really welcomed me in.

I am sad that she did not feel well

But we went on with our stories to tell.

Sweet lady that shares her life

She has been a wonderful mom and wife.

The time seemed to pass so fast,

But good things never last.

So the time had come for me to go,

And leave her place real slow.

Waving at each other as the wheels turned,

And my heart began within me to burn.

She gave me a gift to bless me

I will keep the Savannah house you see.

One day I will come to visit again

I hope she will not be in pain.

Please Lord, Thy will be done,

And I hope you will heal this one.

Savannah house is calling me

To this place back in my memory!

Written by: Lena Ayer Kittrell

The photo on this page is of a brick Lorraine painted and gave to me as a gift.

For Lorraine Duncan

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