Owen's Poem

This is an original poem written by my father-in-law about his late wife and Nancy's mom. Jo Ann loved to go camping and used whatever means necessary to get her children and grandchildren to go as well. Many, many hours were spent over camp fires, hiking through the trees and up hills and mountains, eating S'mores until you were stuffed and just watching the grands and great grandkids playing together.

In memory of a wonderful daughter, wife, mother, grandmother and mother-in-law!

Something About A Mountain
by Owen Bennett, Oct. 2006

There is something about a mountain
That reaches to the sky.
It speaks of a mighty loving God
Reaching down to even I.
Showing God's handiwork
Trees, flowers and majestic peaks.
I'm amazed at the multi colors applied
In formations guaranteed unique.

There is something about a mountain
That reaches to the sky.
Reminds me of my wonderful Jesus
Where in creative powers lie.
Skillfully showing His wisdom in nature
Every system hast to rely.
Impressing me with wisdom and power
I'll trust Jesus to supply.

There is something about a mountain
That reaches to the sky.
Stirs up precious memories of Jo Ann
When camping way up high.
It speaks of Jo's steadfastness
Planning, packing we did rely.
With her gentle arm twisting, you arrive
Finding a ample love supply.

There is something about a mountain
That reaches to the sky.
It points to Jo's permanent home
Eternal with Jesus on high.
She is camping with the many angels
With loved ones close by.
Beckoning from CANAAN's heavenly span
Come camp with me on HIGH!

The above pic is when our kids were young and with some of their cousins near Baldy up past Ketchum/Sun Valley, Idaho. Our son Josh is the blondy on the far left and our daughter is the tall girl in the back right. Wow, its hard to believe that our grandchildren are almost getting to the age of the youngest children in the picture.



This is the last Christmas that Jo Ann was with us at the extended Bennett Family Christmas. It is the last picture of Nancy with her Mom (Nancy is holding our granddaughter Ashlynn). By February, Jo Ann had gone to her Eternal home. We miss you Mom!