Warren Currie

SUNRISE

September 4, 1934

Glace Bay, Nova Scotia

SUNSET

July 24, 2012

Toronto, Ontario

God Saw Him Getting Tired

God saw Warren was getting tired

When a cure was not to be.

So He wrapped His arms around him

And whispered, “Come to Me”.

In tears we saw him sinking,

We watched him fade away.

Our hearts were truly broken,

He fought so hard to stay.

But when we saw Warren sleeping

Peacefully and free from pain,

We could not wish him back

To suffer that again.

So keep Your arms around Warren, Lord,

And give him special care,

Make up for all he suffered,

That seemed to us unfair.

So many times we’ve needed him,

So many times we’ve cried.

If love could have saved him,

Warren never would have died.

To Those I Love and Those Who Love Me

When I am gone, release me, let me go...

I have so many things to see and do.

You mustn’t tie yourself to me with tears.

Be thankful for the beautiful years

I gave to you my love.

You can only guess

How much you gave to me in happiness.

I thank you for the love you have shown,

But now it’s time I traveled on alone.

So grieve a while for me, if grieve you must

Then let your grief be comforted by trust.

It’s only for a short time that we must part

So bless the memories within your heart.

I won’t be far away, for life goes on

and if you need me, call and I will come.

Though you can’t see me or touch me, I’ll be near

and if you listen with your heart, you’ll hear

All of my love around you soft and clear

And then, when you must come this way alone,

I’ll greet you with a smile and say,

“Welcome Home”