In Memory In yonder's silent City, Just beyond the hill, Lie the forms we loved Silently and still. They all have spent their time On this fair earth of ours. Their bodies lie there resting... Held by unseen powers. Their souls have left the body, And passing through the door, Have caused us all to wonder What Jesus has in store. "In my Father's House,"said He, There are mansions far above. To us these shall be given Through obedience and love. ~Author, Harvey Scott