What a great man! He will truly be missed, but how lucky we are to have been alive while he was the Prophet. May we honor his memory by living the gospel that he taught us so well.
Someone emailed me this poem and I thought that I would share it with you.
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 welcome My 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. Molgard January 27, 2008
God be with you President Hinckley til we meet again!
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