In Memory of my dear wife’s mother, Susan Simmone, who departed from us to be with Jesus on February 6, 2015

Susan’s Song

Be not there a sullen cry
Despairing now for me.
Many wonder why,
Afraid of passing by,
And yet the time is nigh,
For precious memories.

In youth I played and grew
Ne’er missing childhood joy.
Each day was bright and true,
Regrets were but a few,
For my heart was made anew,
By my Savior Jesus Christ.

I lived and laughed with you.
We sang, we worked, we cried.
Ever mindful to imbue,
A love, which was the glue,
Our friendship always knew,
That no one could deride.

T’was then He granted me,
My precious little girl.
And I was blessed to see,
Her grow and love so deeply.
I am so proud of my Daphne,
More than anything in the world.

So be not there a sullen cry
Despairing now for me.
I do not wonder why,
Eternity is mine,
And yet the time is nigh,
For precious memories.