For June (August 9,1943 - May 26,2023 Poem by James McLain

The sea sang soft, a lullaby of grace,
Beneath the sky where clouds in silence roam,
Her life, a wave that touched each gentle face,
Now rests in Christ's embrace, her final home.

With love unbounded, from the shore it flows,
From hearts she held—her family, dear and wide,
And Susan's tender voice, the one who knows
That love endures, though tides and time subside.

The sky above, a canvas washed in light,
The sea below, its arms outstretched and vast,
And Christ, who walked beside her through the night,
Now holds her hand in peace, her journey passed.

The waves of love will never cease to swell,
In every breeze, her whispered song will dwell.