Here is the poem I wrote for my friend who passed away in April.
Tribute to Ruth “The Chariot is coming,” she Said. I was sitting on the couch and holding Her hand, when she related her story awakening from her Bed. She said, “I don’t know if that’s how it happens but I dreamed that a Chariot was coming for me to take me home to Heaven. I told her God calls us... Sign in to see full entry.