Across The River Poem by Carolyn Ford Witt

--ACROSS THE RIVER-

She lived across the River
In the poorer part of town,
But she didn't let her lacking
Bring her beauty down.

She held her pretty head up
To face each coming day,
Always clean and gentle
As she went along her way.

She sang His wondrous praises
No matter what she did,
And though she had no money
Could not keep her beauty hid.

He held her on a pedestal,
Cherished her from afar,
For into each and every day
She put into his life, a star.

He wooed her and he courted
Until the lady said 'Yes'
And stood right there beside him
In her pure white wedding dress.

As time went on, so cherished,
Five children they would leave
For in their Golden Lifetime...
They both surely did believe.

As time went on and her lover passed
In her life she was left alone...
But she just waited patiently
For her God to call her home.

This story happened Long Ago
I cannot tell you farther
But I do know, They lived in Faith,
For I am their gt-gt-gt-grand daughter.

Dedicated to Luther and Sallie Jane Gravenor
of Ghent, KY.

Author: Carolyn Ford Witt
By Ms. Caroline


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