A friend sent this poem for Paul:
When my time on earth is ending
I pray, I'll lie there in my bed
My
family all around me
A crown of feathers near my head
Let me have a
glimpse of Heaven
So they can see it on my face
That I am going home
To
my special resting place
Let them know that there is music
The sweetest
ever played
That I'll be no longer suffering
And surely not
afraid.
Please tell them I am trading
The simple feathered crown
For
the one The Father gives me
As I feel His love surround.
Shirley Procell, March 23, 1999
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