Thank God For Pearl Poem by DENNIS DE ROSE

I went to church when I was five,

Sunday School, never missed.

I looked over; who did I see?

Well, of course, I saw Pearl teaching.



Time went by and I got older,

I graduated to the "big church".

I looked over, I sat on the left.

Who was on the right, Pearl.



Once a month, every month,

Usually the first Sunday… Food`s aplenty.

Go downstairs to eat, who`s there?

Right again. Pearl, with bowl in hand, always happy.



Time goes by, I'm married now.

It's Sunday. Church again; this time with family.

I look to the right, across the aisle,

and who`s there? Right again. Pearl…



1999, it's a very sad Sunday in church.

My Gramzer, upfront in casket; she passed away.

I stood up, turned around, I said a few words.

Who do I see? Pearl, with handkerchief, wiping away a tear.



It`s Sunday, Church, Choir time.

I walk up front and once again,

Looking behind me, I see...

Pearl, ready to sing for Jesus.



Time goes by; my whole family is with me.

We're on the left, as usual.

It's been 55 years since that first Sunday.

I look over. Who do I see? I see Pearl once again.



Pearl, I thank God for you…