I caught a sunbeam in my hand
It glowed and glowed like golden sand
I lay upon the sand all day
My sunbeam washed my cares away
If I could stay ‘til shadows fall
Just lying there forgetting all
To be at peace with God and man
And all that goes throughout the land.
Mary Francis Kierepka
3/17/1932-9/28/2017
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