There’s a bridge that takes home

We cannot walk around…

When we see GOD’s outstretched hand

We know we’re homeward bound.

We must not grieve when loved ones leave

Only GOD knows what is best…

When our work on earth is done

We must cross the bridge of rest.

Bonifacia Yaranon Tucay

May 14, 1922 – January 20, 2009

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