Comments about Gertrude Culberson
A Precious Soul
Your work down here is over;
You've gone the last mile of the way,
I feel your presence near me hover;
As I live from day to day.
That pain wracked body has left you;
You have taken on the glorified one,
No more pain and suffering you'll know;
There in the peaceful valley where the milk and honey flow.
You can sit by the crystal river;