I've been feeling like I needed to say something about President Hinkley's passing, but wasn't quite sure what. My mom forwarded this poem to me and I think it's great. I love his sense of humor and will miss his wave, especially with his cane :) I know he's having a great time up in heaven with his wife. It's hard to be sad because you know his missed her so much and he seved so long and so well.
I imagine he's running to Marjorie now,
Yes, running, not waving his cane.
I see him embracing his father and mother
While they keep repeating his name.
I see him now meeting his forebears,
Brother Brigham and Joseph are there.
Sweet reunion of prophets, united by service
That only such noble men share.
I see him embraced by the Savior
While Father says, "Good and well done.
So faithful in stalwart endurance,
I welcomeMy noble, most excellent son."
I then hear the ripples of laughter
As he says the reception's just fine,
But he hopes that he'll get an assignment or two
Since there's no need to waste any time.
I can hear his clear voice in the stillness
At the close of this sweet Sabbath day,
Have faith and move forward; there's work to be done.
President Hinckley would want it that way.
Anna M. MolgardJanuary 27, 2008