What I mean with all things,

It is a multitude of gathered

Thoughts and caring things.

 

First your gentle ways -

Your voice has a smile,

You have a special way

Of sending it with style.

 

The feeling of reassurance

That all things will be right,

It carries from the daytime

Continuing through the night.

 

We have a wonderful engineer -

God is his name; filled with love,

He has the power to mend

With gentle touches from above.

 

He put you here to help

Heal in all kinds of weather,

In all the loving caring ways

You put my heart together.

 

With each day of every year

Somehow God always knew,