He waits for the angelic spirit to take him through the light.
He has come to the end of his long life.
He had many struggles and many loved ones that passed.
Faith was his solace through it all
always present.
Prayers for him are read in the chapel and hymns are sung.
He hears the gentle voice that bids him to follow.
Wings of love embrace him and he walks into eternal love.
Michael Cochrane ©️ 2026
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