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Why Marbles My 1st blog attempt Was an answer to a promise I made to my eldest son when I handed him a jar full of marbles. The marbles were from a collection saved by my mother over the years of my childhood, and I must admit that if left to me I would have already lost all of my marbles. My son asked if I could jot down some of the ways these marbles were used I told him I would write down as much as I could remember and send it to him later. I am the supreme procrastinator of all time which resulted in him sending me a reminder at which time he promised not to lose my marbles and I reassured him that I would get busy and tell him and his children how the beautiful round bits of glass and minerals were used for amusement and competition. My Response2 blog arose out of frustration with the attitudes and lack of respect for our country, our traditional ethics, and educational system. Rons Lyrics and Poetry started just because my scribbles needed a place to rest.

Monday, June 9, 2014

HOLD HER HAND

 HOLD HER HAND TONIGHT     © Ron Burres
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Father, hold her hand tonight
as she leaves this earthly darkness, and walks into your light
She loved you so, 
as only you can know.  
Dear father hold her hand tonight.
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Angels rejoice and sing 
as another is coming home to accept her pair of wings
She spent her time well while on this earthly plane, 
but now she’s really home
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Thank you Father for blessing our lives
 with this special soul
We know she was just on loan.
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