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Short And Sweet
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By Gary James Smith
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I Was At A Funeral One Time

I was at a funeral one time
Where I was wont to speak
I asked a sister if I could
She said yes but make it short and sweet
That's so much for sharing  I said
Of your minister"s stature
So nice that she is short and sweet
My neglecting her apparent matter
So here we are at the funeral home
I was downstairs reminiscing 
I should have been upstairs beside my mom
Whom the funeral attendants were visiting
Suddenly ...my brother-in-law
Came downstairs to greet me
And tell me that the service was about to start
And the minister would like to meet me
So up I went to the viewing room
To see if I could find her
Then I heard are you looking for short and sweet
With my sister laughing behind her
Well here she was and  actually she was short and sweet
And made the sharing of this story
A blessing to repeat....

Copyright November 4  2019  3:45 pm


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Submitted: Monday, November 4, 2019

Last Updated: Wednesday, November 6, 2019

About the Poet
I came to know the Lord as my personal Saviour in January of 1972. I was married on Oct 21,1966 to my wife Linda who also loves the Lord. We have ten children and now twenty-four grand children. In Aug 2012 we got the announcement of the birth of our first GREAT grand child (a baby girl). I was thrilled to find others of like precious faith and belief in Jesus Christ. Hallelujah! What a Savior! I am presently living in Champion, Alberta, Canada but we are originally from Sault Ste. Marie, Ontario, Canada. That is where the poem Canadian Tribute to America was birthed. One Sunday as I walked across the city on my way to church I came to the top of a hill and looked across at Sault Ste. Marie, Michigan. After watching the events of the Sept 11 tragedy it was weighing on my heart and mind and the Lord gave me these words. We came to Calgary and when my oldest daughter saw this poem she said, �Dad, what�s this?� and I said a poem and she replied �Dad, that�s not a poem , that�s a song� and she then went to the piano and began to sing and play it. The result of which turned into a song entitled, A Canadian Tribute to America which she recorded on CD. garyjamessmith2005@yahoo.ca


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