Death is only an old door, Set in a garden wall.
On gentle hinges it gives at dusk, When the thrushes call.
Along the lintel are green leaves; Beyond the light lies still.

Rest in peace Lena

Very willing and weary feet, Go over that sill.
There is nothing to trouble any heart, Nothing to hurt at all.
Death is only a quiet door In an old wall.
~ Nancy Byrde Turner ~

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The tune is, Amazing Grace, written by: John Newton 1760