Original Piece: Never stolen but taken Home

                                               

Death has a time to steal us away, steal us and carry us away

But one who was molded and shaped in Christ’s divine was never stolen, but simply taken home.

Here on this day, our eyes and hearts are flushed with tears for a life of which is seen as gone

But smile on, as her spirit is still alive, she’s elevated, gently uplifted in the Father’s hand.

Never stolen but taken Home

Death and its sting have no victory on her life. For Christ only, is the giver of her light.

On this day her light isn’t dimmed or consumed

Look on as her smile brightens, her heart lightens; heavy no more

Never stolen but taken Home

Look on as her smile brightens, her heart lightens; heavy no more

Her physical existence may be no more among us, but her light, her memory, her laugh, her impact vibrantly resides within us

Never stolen but taken Home

  By: Chevanne Smith