IN MEMORY OF FRED A. WYMORE

So yesterday I was helping put away the tree in the garage and my mom and I came across some old papers in the garage that were my Grandpa Wymores. We decided to take them in. Inside three pieces of bright pink paper caught our eye, It was a poem written about my Grandfathers Father, IN MEMORY OF FRED WYMORE, by my grandmothers sister, Darlene Burgess. The interesting thing is my great grandfather died on Jan 9th 1957, yesterdays date 57 years ago.

“IN MEMORY OF FRED WYMORE.”

If we could tune our sets in on Heaven,

I’m sure it our banish our tears;

To see what Brother Wymore’s enjoying,

And will through eternity’s years.

I’m sure as he reached Heaven’s portals,

Jesus must have drawn him to His breast,

And said, “Well done my faithful one.”

“Enter now into the rest.”

As they walked on the shored of Heaven

They sat down to talk awhile.

Jesus said, “The reason I called you home

I wanted you here with me, my child.

On earth you were so very faithful

I was proud of the stand you took

Although trials and problems came your way.

Your God, you never forsook.

Your faith in men never wavered,

I heard your every prayer.

And while on earth I watched you,

You were a testimony everywhere.

So many times, I spoke to your heart for I knew,

Your consecration was true.

For I knew when I’d call you would listen

And do what I asked you to do.

You gave generously for your time and money,

More than was required of thee.

I knew in the spirit you helped others,

You did it as unto me.

So, in you sleep I transplanted you,

From earth to Heaven you see.

You proved yourself worthwhile below,

To rule and reign with me.”

Then our Brother Wymore speaks softly,

As he looks in our dear Saviour’s face,

I only tried to show how I loved you,

I’m just a sinner saved by your grace.

Those things I did, you layed on my heart,

You blessed me o’re and o’re.

You gave me such a sweet and wonderful mate,

And two children I loved and adored.

Then you blessed even more and sent grand shildren

They brought a lot of you to my heart.

You honored my prayers and you never failed

In our home you were so much a part.

And I feel quite unworthy

For you’ve done so much more for me,

But now my earth’s journey is over

I’m glad to be home with Thee.”

And Jesus His eyes full of fondness

As they arise and walk on their way,

Says, “Brother Wymore remember Enoch”

You were an Enoch of your day.”

 ---Written by;

             Darlene Burgess

(Frederick Ambrose Wymore went to heaven Jan 9, 1957)