Poetry from the Generations 

In Memory of 
Dr. Gordon C. Milne
by Velma M. Carlson

Dearest Doctor you have gone and we miss you so.
If we could call you back again, would we say yes or no?
We could not see you suffer
Because now you are at rest.
‘Twas God who called you home, dear Doc.
And He who knows what’s best.
We’ll meet again on that bright shore
When our life on earth is done.
And there we’ll meet to part no more
When Jesus whispers “Come”.

  9/19/90

  To Gert Mard

  Dear Gert,

I tried to write a line to you
Just couldn’t think of what to say
I know just how your heart aches
As you wait, day after day.
Only God can heal the sick,
And we must put our faith in him.
There is nothing we can do
But just look up and pray again.
Yes, we’ll all just keep on praying
As we think of Ana each day
And we’ll put our trust in God
Because there is no other way

  1990  

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