She was always old to me
But in a special way
She was always young .
Her smile was bright
And her contagious love for Jesus .
She was a source of joy and encouragement
To me .
Her life was vibrant
Like a powerful runner ,
She did sprint across life's finish line .
Her life was like the budding .
Blossoming of a fruit bearing tree
And rooted in a good relationship with God .
I Love You All
By Brock
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