Sonidos Serranos

Sonidos Serranos: Sounds of the Sierras...
Reflecting some of my family's interests: God's wonderful creation (especially mountains and hills!), music, and language...

Psalm 121:1-2 (NASB)

I will lift up my eyes to the mountains;
From where shall my help come?
My help comes from the LORD,
Who made heaven and earth.

16 June 2011


I long to see him one more time;
He had a peace sublime.
He did have cancer,
But he had the Answer.
He was a Good friend to me.

He could not frown,
And was never down.
He never complained
Even though he was drained.
He was a Great friend to me.

Bow the Knee
Was his plea.
He asked us to trust
In a God who is just.
He was a True friend to me.

He sang Be Still, my Soul
As death took its toll.
To God be the glory
Was his story.

He was the Best friend to me.

(c) Copyright, April 2011, Willy Walker
(Willy is a dear junior-high friend of Jona's; he included this poem in a card sent to the Torres family after Jona's home-going.)


Bethany L. said...

Thank you for sharing the poem, Deborah. That is so sweet and moving.
I LOVE your profile pic with little Jona. I've noticed that somehow certain photos of a person with the loved one communicate that love relationship, and loss, in a special way.

Carrie said...

What a testimony!

Anonymous said...

What a wonderful poem.
-Cousin Sarah