PFP ( / Willingboro, NJ, USA)

There Was A Gentleman

There was a gentle man who worked very
hard to take care of his family. Although he
was a gentle man. He was very strong,
strong as he could be. He had a wife, who
he loved, sons, and daughters too.
These were blessings that came from above,
nothing could change his mind, this one
thing that he knew.
The children did not always understood him
Nor did his wife. Because the providence of
God was guiding him, directing his path of
life. Then the day came when the Lord saw
that He needed rest. Although about him,
some felt the same. The Lord came and
called him to go back home with him, for
the Lord, He knows what is best.

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