Dean du Preez
Seasons - Poem by Dean du Preez
As seasons change to make new from old,
You have been taken to be refined like the purest of gold.
Your body not needed to where you now go,
Your spirit is free as the wind when it blows.
In our hearts there is no uncertainty,
That Jesus has claimed you as His child for eternity.
Just for now it is the memories we treasure,
Knowing God’s love for you no one can measure..
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