Cy Lines
Grandpa Cy was married for 57 years, a World War II hero, father of 5 accomplished children, and grandfather to 17. He was a blessing. He died shortly after being diagnosed with stage IV brain cancer. Prior to the diagnosis, I had the opportunity to spend a joyful summer with him, enjoying golfing and picnics at my home. In March 2005, he penned the poem below. He handed me this poem in a sealed envelope in June 2005. He passed away on October 17, 2005, in his home surrounded by loving family. He was a blessing to all of us. My Message Virtue is a ray of Celestial Beauty The prize of the soul It does not fear the injustice of time But greatly conceals only human affection I will see you once again in Heaven Where virtue has its just reward Joy and Peace Where virtue has its just reward Joy and Peace When I first heard the fateful news Since there was no hope To return to my beloved family Crying and yearning What else could I do? But to turn to you gentle family one time You comforted me in my darkest hours My darkest hour My soul has returned to these friendly shores Accepting its final homage For now I dedicate my singing to you beloved family You are beautiful and wise And heaven has blessed you with all of her gifts Others are less fortunate You deserve all the praise Your beauty harbored a gentle soul All the more worthy for being so modest While others may be haughty and unfaithful Heartless and fickle to those that love them Devoid of every noble thought or reason It is right they should not be praised Do not be slaved to your passions Do not be full of self-reproach I am looking down from Heaven to help you Listen to me now and you will have praise and life I will come to you in the hour of greatest need At your lowest ebb And you are ready to listen Do not be bitter at what fate offers you Realize that on Earth no pleasure or pain is lasting You will one day join me in Heaven Where virtue has its just reward Joy and peace My dear family We will revel in these Celestial honors In perfect happiness Where good never fails And sorrow never existed Do not shrink from the call of eternal God He who has experienced hell Will attain grace in Heaven And he who sows in sorrow Will reap the fruits of grace I love you all. Robert Henry "Cy" Fuller November 20, 1924 — October 17, 2005 Keywords: Al, Bob, Charles, Cy, Fitch, Fuller, Industries, Kathleen, Margaret, Sweet |
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