Mr. Wallace

His church of sixty years
was full, every pew,
three plus rows of family —

if a man is judged by the size
of his funeral and the love
of his family —

they sang In The Garden
and The Old Rugged Cross
and shared memories.

Recognition of a life of faith,
friendship and love.

Taps played at the cemetery
after a salute was fired,
the flag was folded and
presented to his bride
of seventy years.

Acknowledgement for honorable
service in two wars.

Mr. Wallace, Harry, Daddy,

Be at ease man of God,
your place is prepared,
you completed the race,
you have fought the good
fight, have kept the faith.

Rest in Peace
John Harry Wallace
October 13, 1921 – June 6, 2012


Filed under Poetry

6 responses to “Mr. Wallace

  1. Cheryle White Cornett

    Very nice

  2. a nice tribute and there are no words of sympathy to help at a time like this. Just know he is in a much better world now. grief is only for the living and it is hard to deal with.

  3. My heart and sympathy goes out to you, Mark, I’m so sorry for your loss. This is such a poignant tribute.

  4. This is very moving. You must have loved Mister Wallace very much.

  5. My heart goes out to you…what a beautiful tribute.

  6. This is a lovely tribute, Mark. Wishing all who loved him peace during this difficult time.

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