White Case Memorial

Every time I think of Lynda I get completely choked up. There seems to be so much to say about her, and yet everyone has already said it. There are only a handful of people I know that are as generous as this lady was. She loved to use artistic outlet she could find to express her emotion. I loved the tribute to her in her obituary. It just brought to life what we already knew about this fantastic lady. She is and will forevermore be extremely missed.

The following poem was written in honor of our friend John when he passed, but it's so fitting, I thought I would share it here for Lynda.

Heaven's choir is singing today
for a soul that has entered in.
The angel choir begins to play;
Heaven's guest rewards with a grin.

The first notes from a beautiful flute
fill the air with a sweet melody.
Soon it is joined by a lovely lute,
who's harmony is heard readily.

Final notes come from the angel's harp,
the centerpiece of heaven's sweet song.
Can you hear as they welcome with arms
open wide, in heaven where our friend now belongs?

Sincerely,
Marci Missing Everyone