Joyce

I’m going to miss her and that shy grin that she had.
With all she’d gone though I never saw Joyce sad.
She always put on his best face, that was her way
And when she spoke to you, she’d always have something nice to say
She never met a stranger, even though she was shy.
She’d make each person a new friend, or at lease she’d try
Every task God gave her, she did with success.
But there was no more work for her to do, I guess.
Because God took her, Her work here was done.
Yes Joyce’s life eternal has just begun.
She’s up there in Glory, feeling healthy and strong.
And I just have this feeling, she‘s singing that new song.
A song of Joy and contentment, No more pain or strife.
As she walks though the streets of Glory with eternal life.
I’ve always wanted to go to Glory, and see it’s streets of gold.
And see my Savior Jesus, and His hand I will hold.
But now I have one more reason, why I want to go there.
Because of a person and a loved one we all share.
Yes I want to go to Glory, and see my dear friend.
Yes, to be with Jesus, and see Joyce once again.

By Joan Glover

God bless and comfort us all. We all will miss her much.