To Marguerite

You're a gracious lady, too
I hope the things you said are true.
It's only as we look to Him,
Our faith and love will not grow dim.
O what a Savior is this,
Giving us glory and bliss.
As we await His coming,
May we more like him, becoming.
Bless each lady as you meet,
Wednesday morning at His feet.
My love reaches out to everyone.
We'll meet again at the throne.
The time is now "eleven fifty-nine",
It won't be long, "what joy divine!"

Marjorie Searles
November 15, 1983