Fred Allen

Every blade in the field
Every leaf in the forest
Lays down its life
In its season
As beautifully as it was
Taken up.
God grant that I may fish
Until my dying day,
And when it comes to
My last cast
I then most humbly pray,
When in the Lord's
Soft landing net
I'm peacefully asleep,
That in HIS mercy
I be judged
As good enough to keep.


Melissa Windham sent this rememberance
of Fred Allen. Life is fragile so
my advice is make the most of today!
You may not have tomorrow.